(Just in case you thought a weenis was something else)
My oldest son wants to be like his Dad, so he only wears his ginch to bed at night. This drives my younger daughter crazy. Every time he struts into the room wearing nothing other than his tighty whitey's she reminds him to "put some clothes on" in a voice remarkably similar to Howard's Mom on The Big Bang Theory.
Last night, she had had enough.
"Z, I can see your belly button AND your boobs! Put your robe on!" she hollered.
"I don't have boobs" Z stated smugly as he stuck out his tongue, "I have pimples."
"Z, those are actually called nipples" I gently reminded him.
"DUUUUHHHHH .... " my daughter teased "cause THESE are your pimples" she said with a note of triumph in her voice while pointing to the pupil of her eye.
We spent some more time talking about the parts of the eye, including the pupil.
However, following my
(Mental Note: start stockpiling gin ....)