Munchkin and I belong to a really good post natal group. There are seven of us in all and we tend to share very indepth chats about the expulsion of wind, pooh-sodes, pee-sodes and small person antics in general. For weeks, all we talked about was bowel movements. Frequency, volume, aroma and even coverage of surface area. We have concluded that the girls are pretty good and stay as girls do, sugar and spice and all things nice.
Those of the snails and puppy dog's tails persuasion leave more to be discussed. This week the boys have mainly been making discoveries....in the nether regions. The approach is quite scarily consistent. General grabbing, tugging and making all manner of noises as if to ask...look here Mum, look what I found while I was rooting around in the bath. Munchkin doesn't seem to know the difference between his discovery and the rubber duckies that bob about in his bath. He treats them with the same delight. Another little step in the voyage of discovery. It is not every day a little boy discovers the family jewels. No wonder he chuckles with glee every time!
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