Home with the kids tonight and half the weekend as Carey gets wined and dined in Miami. Kept them all on schedule this evening and was pleased to have them in the bath/shower while the TV dinners baked.
Scene: Lincoln in the tub, about 4" of water swirling around his legs.
Me: OK, you're clean except for down there. Can you do that part?
Linc: Yes. (Takes soap, holds it edgewise and cleans) Daddy, what's this part?
Me: That's called the foreskin.
Linc: They don't all look alike.
Me: No, they don't. Some are circumcised and some are not. It depends on what happened at the hospital.
Linc: Mine looks like the president's.
Me: Why do you say that?
Linc: I was born in the president's hospital.
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