Tough Being a Boy

If there are grammatical errors in this blog session, please excuse me as I’m still cringing with empathy after Evan’s latest experience. Evan has been potty trained for about a year now and has recently developed the habit of locking the door while doing his business. As we got ready for bed the other night, he locked himself in the bathroom as he went potty. From our bedroom, I could distinctly hear his favorite bathroom ritual proceeding as usual, which of course, is letting the toilet seat drop as loud as possible!

Well, all you men reading the blog are now cringing as Evan managed to slam the toilet seat on his umm, unmentionables! Amy and I quickly ran to the bathroom door, which of course was locked. Usually leaving the door locked is Evan’s favorite game but given the situation he gladly unlocked the door so we could come to his aid. After the screaming and shaking was done (from Evan and Mom) I went in for the inspection. Lo and behold our unmentionables were now a nasty shade of black and blue.

Thankfully only Evan’s ego was bruised so the story is now worthy of a little comedy. After Evan calmed down, he wanted to strip down and utilize an ice pack to make him feel better. We used the ice pack before bed and then again when we woke up the next morning, even stripping down again after he had dressed himself the next morning. 3.5 years ago, I never envisioned a bottomless child on our recliner with his feet in the air, icing his goods!

Nick