The thought of me writing down some of Nolan's colorful remarks really was solidified two nights ago. I found myself biting my cheek to avoid laughing at his query and wanted so much to share it, but felt maybe facebook would not be the best outlet.
The Set Up:
I was folding laundry in my office because it has the chiropractic bench in there to set all the folded clothes on- Aila was napping and Nolan was looking through some books. He picked up a "skin disease" book that for some reason has always appealed to him- maybe a future dermatologist??
As he was flipping through the pages (of nasty pustules, infections and general ooziness) he opens to a large picture of a penis which probably has an STD.
"Mom. (sighing) I sure wish I had a huge weiner..."
I raise my eyebrows and bite my cheek because deep down I am still 14.
"Do you think that's possibly?"
(possibly, not possible)........ to which I responded "Maybe someday dude"
Disclaimer: I prefer anatomically correct terms for the male anatomy but my husband has completely ingrained the use of "weiner"- thanks honey
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