While J coached our oldest's soccer team this evening, I had my hands full with a rambunctious and overtired three year old. He climbed on me and tried to grab my camera and phone while I guarded my keys and tried to cheer appropriately.
So, I failed - during the water break, I congratulated the goalie on her hustle - the ball never made it to her end.
Then, toward the end of practice, my little guy shouts - "Hey that's my daddy, he has a big penis"
"MY DADDY IS THERE, HE HAS A BBIGGG PEEEENIS"
"Uh, come here honey"
"OOOHH, AND I AM POOOOPY".