for mature audiences only
i was in the kitchen when i heard paul running down the hallway, cam telling him to "show mom our new game." i stepped into the hallway, but all i saw was a pair of footie pajamas on the floor and an excited smile on paul's face. cam turned on the hallway light and explained to paul that they'd have to do it again because it was dark and mommy couldn't see.
the light clicked on. paul was holding a pair of footie pajamas in front of his body like he was trying to decide whether or not he wanted to wear that particular one. (he was dressed in another pair of footies, by the way.) then one of them -- either cam or paul, i can't remember -- grabbed it and threw it down.
paul: naked!
dear god. paul really has a fascination with that word. last night he was in the bedroom with me while i was changing out of my work clothes. he was playing around with his back to me and i was trying to get dressed as quickly as possible (modesty, you know). but he caught a glimpse of me in the mirror, whipped around, grinned and declared, "naked mom!"
he sees dad just out of the shower. "naked dad!"
paul getting dressed. "naked. paul!"
i suspect this boy will have an early interest in porn.