Tommy: (during a diaper change, pointing at his junk) What's dat?
Me: Your ball
Tommy: (pointing slightly lower) No, dat.
Me: The bag your balls are in?
Tommy: (pointing much lower) Dat.
Me: That's your butt hole.
Tommy: Yeah, my butt hole. My butt hole dinks.
Me: (laughing) You get that from your father.
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Wednesday, October 12, 2011
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