This is the fifth in a series of postings about the many different firsts in my life.
Relax, everyone, this post is NOT about MY first boner (or “bah-ner” as little Stewie from Family Guy so hilariously pronounced it in one episode). I would not hesitate to share the tale with you, of course, but, alas, I have no memory of it.
Instead, I will share the next best thing… the tale of my SON’S first boner (or, to be painfully accurate, the tale of the first of my son’s boners that I was around to witness).
My son, Christian, is two years old. I was getting him out of his diaper the other morning and there it was in all its inch-and-a-quarter-if-I’m-being-generous glory. A chip off the old block, that kid!
I pointed it out to him. He shrieked with laughter and shouted — I swear to God – ”My penis is huge just like Daddy’s!”
I love you, too, my boy.
