I was getting ready for the day and went back into the family room in underwear and a shirt to see what the newest brotherly fight was all about.
Tornado E: Mommy! How does your penis fit in there?
No one freak. I prefer bikini underwear to thongs.
Me: Baby, girls don’t have penises.
Tornado E: How do they pee?
Hmmm . . . .
Me: Through their urethra.
The Husband: Just to let you know, Tornado E, boys pee through their urethras too.
Tornado E: Oh! Mommy! Can I cut of my penis so I can sit to pee like you?
Me: I think you might want your penis one day.
In fact, you’ll probably name it your favorite body part in eight years or so.
Tornado E: No. I don’t want it. Can I cut it off?
Me: Let’s wait until you’re a little older.