Warning: potentially offensive material.

Now that I have everyone’s attention! Here’s a Carsonism, fresh from this morning. You see, Carson has been potty trained for over a year and a half, but still doesn’t wake himself up in the night to use the restroom, so he wears pull-ups to bed. Sometimes he stays dry, usually not. Early this morning his pull-up leaked.

Carson: I’m sorry, Mom.
Me: It’s OK, buddy, it’s not your fault.
Carson: I know. It’s my penis’ fault.

11 Comments

  1. I love it! That literally made me laugh out loud. Luckily I had swallowed the coffee in my mouth before I read it or that appendage might get blamed for the need to purchase a new computer.

  2. This was too good to just post one comment.

    You actually have Carson call it a penis?? I guess you are braver than we are. Around our house it has been called “junk”. Just recently Spencer coined the term “pee-thing”.

  3. Yeah, Brad, we’ve gone pretty straight-up with the anotomical names. I think that’s Trent’s influence from the health-field. But at first we did call it a pee-pee, but then it got confused with urine. And, this way, the shock factor adds to the laugh factor!

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