Since I've been gone a while, I guess I have a couple of stories to share. So, as those mothers with boys know, bringing your son into the women's restroom with you is something that just has to be done. Well, here is the story. I was in Washington, DC about a month ago with my husband, my 3 yr old son and my mother. I take my son to the bathroom and while we are in the stall, I tell him to turn and face the door and not to turn round. As you all know, when you tell someone not to do something, the overwhelming need to do it takes over. So, as you can guess, my son turns around. The next thing I know he yells out, "Mommy, you pee from your butt." Horrified that someone heard him, I told told him to turn around because you know I was in midstream and I tried to hurry and finish by business. I left the stall trying not to look at anyone as I see the other mothers in the bathroom looking at me and smiling. That's not the end of this whole ordeal. As we sat in the car with my husband and my mother, my son proceeds to say, "I pee out of my penis and my mommy pees out of her butt. He then asks my mother if she has a penis. Then to make matters worse he says, "My daddy has a biiiggg penis and I have a smalll penis." The spelling of big and small was done for effect because of the emphasis he put on those words when he made the statement. What's a mother to do? My son was just being inquisitive. A bit too inquisitive for my taste. How do you explain these things to a 3 yr old and tell him those questions are best had in the privacy of the home. Now I see how harmless conversations with a child become the basis of a 51A. Arrgh, motherhood.