Friday, February 8, 2008

Tickle the Pickle


It’s here! The day I’ve been dreading since I first found out I was baking a baby boy in my belly.

My son has learned how to tickle his pickle.

C-R-A-P.

Every time (and I mean EVERY time) that dang diaper comes off, it’s like a moth to a flame. Coop can’t keep his hands from wandering down south to check out his new, umm, toy.

Having zero experience with little boys (except the toddlers I babysat in high school, in which, thankfully, this was never an issue) I am torn as to what to do. Do I move his hand away? Do I let him do his thing? Do I distract him with something else to — ahem — play with?

The last thing I want to do is give the kid a complex!!! I know this is a completely natural progression is self discovery, like when he figured out he had feet and became OBSESSED with trying to get them in his mouth (oh, shit!). My logical side knows this to be true … every other part of me is completely ooged out.

I believe God, in his infinite wisdom, designed it so that baby boys would start the pickle tickle very early so that moms could gradually adjust. This way, she doesn't go all Linda Blair by the time the boys start spending waaaay too much time in the bathroom.

2 comments:

Sawatzky Kids said...

The fascination will fade on its own I promise! Both my boys did the exact same thing and after awhile it does fade away! Wyatt's big "thrill" was bending over and getting his face as close to it as possible while sitting in the bathtub!YUCK!!!
Shelly and gang

samokdaddy said...

No big deal. Boys will be boys and they'll be tuggin' on that thing until they die.

Goobs has found his pee pee and he does like it. He was in the tub and he told his mom..."Mom, why is my pee pee getting bigger?"