I'm Sorry, I Didn't Know About The Penis
I owe an apology to my friend Steve Wilmart. At a playgroup awhile back, he was defending The Finger Test. You know; stick the finger in the diaper, if it comes out brown, there's poop. His defense was that if it comes out poop, you have to change the diaper, and you're bound to get poop on your hands anyway. Anyway, I mocked his ability with diaper changes if he ends up with poop on his hands. I think I said "I can't remember the last time I had any poop from Sophie!"
This is before I knew about the penis, of course.
It changes everything. With the penis, poop gets under the scrotum, in and around, everywhere. Then there's trying to keep the penis pointed at the ground so that when the water comes, you don't get hit. Zoiks! With Nels, (who has the penis) there's gonna be poop. And it's gonna get on my hands. So, anyway, Steve.
I'm sorry. I didn't know about the penis!
