Originally, I started this blog to record some of the funnier things that N has to say… so today, I’m going to get back to the basics and share some recent funnies with you.

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N: Mom, when you were pregnant with me and I was in your belly, how did you or your body know to make me a boy, when you don’t have a penis?

Me: *insert deer in headlights look & steady putting laundry in the wash* Umm… it’s genetic – it was already decided you’d be a boy, it’s in your genes.

N: What?!! I didn’t wear JEANS when I was in your belly!! Geesh, mom, you should know that!

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N: (in the bath) Mom!! Come here!!! MOOOOOMMMMMM!!!! Please come here!!!!

Me: (in the bathroom) What, son?

N: (standing, and pointing to his privates) Mom. Something’s wrong!! My nuts are dead!

Me: (trying not to fall out in the floor laughing) Excuse me? What makes you think they are dead?

N: LOOK at them! (hello, shriveled, due to getting out of the tub I guess?)

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N: I told my teacher you threw away my behavior chart when you cleaned out my backpack.

Me: Did I throw it away?

N: I don’t know. I just told her that because I got tired of her asking me about it.

Me: I don’t think I did. It’s probably in the stack of papers by the chair. I’ll look when we get home and if it’s there, I’ll be sure to put it back in your folder.

N: Don’t you DARE, Mom!

Me: Excuse me?

N: *big dramatic sigh* Ok fine. But if you put it back in my folder, make sure I wear something really stinky to school.

Me: Something stinky??? Why?

N: So she’ll believe me when I tell her I had to dig through the city dump to find it!