Like Father, Like Son

Luke has really been into scratching himself in that place that all guys seem to like scratching themselves. Well, I learned long ago that Kelly HHHHHHHHHhaaates that, so I keep that as an after hours activity (as in, after Kelly has retired for the evening) or just don't do it at all. Well.. Luke is young and hasn't learned his mothers' disdain for this activity... and just does it all the time. Seriously... all the time... it's like he has some jock itch form of Tourette's.

And, my theory is to just tell him to stop... I mean... you don't want to scare him and tell him it's going to fall off if he keeps it up or anything along those lines.... Eventually, he'll just stop... there's only about 10% of the male population that continues this scratching practice in public through adulthood (you know who I'm talking about.... the salesman that comes into your office that grabs his junk obsessively as if it's some kind of nervous tick.... err... at least you hope it's a nervous tick)...

So, tonight when we're putting them to bed, he rips off his clothes and immediately starts scratching himself... well... you know... there. Anyway... Kelly is just exasperated and says: "Luke! Stop scratching your penis! Unless you are in the bathroom... DON'T DO IT!" Now, I'm not sure why it's allowed in the bathroom and not elsewhere... you'll have to ask Kelly about that one... I'm just reporting on the facts here...

So, being the well-behaved boy that he is, he stops and simply says: "OK, Mommy" and gets ready to read his bedtime story.

Kelly then begins reading to Reagan and Luke a story in the hallway (just outside of their rooms).

In the middle of one of the stories, Luke stops Kelly and says: "Mommy... can you pause the story... I need to go to the bathroom to scratch my penis."

Ahh... so proud... we're raising such a well-behaved (and very literal) young man! (And... for the record...I'm dreading the google hits that this story is going to get)