Drama this morning. We had purchased some footed pajamas for the kids for camping and also for the upcoming months. They both love them and Christopher never wants to take his Dinosaur footies off.
Here's the scene.
I'm in the kitchen making their breakfast and I see him fiddling with the zipper. He has just come from the bathroom and is trying to zip them back up. He's already gotten the zipper halfway up the leg.
Christopher: On NO! Ahhhhhhh, mama, Ahhhhhhh!
Me: What happened?
Christopher: My penis!
Me: (As I run from inside the kitchen, the gate was up) Oh my God, wait, don't pull the zipper
I swear I almost fainted because although I stretched my hand out to do what-I-don't-know, I had no intentions of trying to free his weewee from the zipper because I was too scared I would make matters worse.
Christopher: : No mama don't hurt me, Don't touch it.
He moves away from me and does it himself. I breathe a sigh a relief
Me : Are you okay? Let me see it.
I know what you're thinking. Where is this child's underwear?
Well most mornings he takes them off. I don't know why. Maybe he just loves to be free but there are consequences for such actions as we learned this morning.
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