Monday, December 31, 2007
The hazards of having five brothers...
Last night my three youngest and I were cuddling on my bed, watching TV. Or rather, the chil'rens were watching TV and I was just pretending to, so I could catch a little snooze. Of course, the minute mama falls asleep, they take license to jump on me and my bed, like we are some sort of jungle gym. In the process, Xixi got tackled and apparently, got bumped in her little lady parts.
Out from under the blankets comes her tiny voice, "Ow! You hit my huevitos!"
Tee hee. Poor baby girl, with all those brothers around...it's causing a sexual identity crisis. I was laughing so hard, I didn't bother explaining to her that she was, in fact, a girl and didn't own a pair of testicles. At least she didn't call them her balls, which one of my boys said he could now officially call his "privates" because he grew some fur down there and earned the right.