Showing posts with label Diagnosing Braden. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Diagnosing Braden. Show all posts

Hey Dirty Ridges, This Blog Is About A Penis

Over the fourth of July weekend, Tony's friend, Dirty Ridges, informed me that my blog bores him. Except for the post about Farts and Penis'. Such a boy.

It's been a busy day of painting and I was racking my brain for something remotely interesting to blog about. Being honest, I had a few little ideas. All of which, would involve thought, work and massive proof-reading. Instead you get this. A conversation between myself and Punk. It's about a penis. Dirty Ridges eat your heart out.


Missy: hey do you think you could field a question about little boy penis' (Coach's sleeping)

Punk: I could try?

Missy: well just one penis actually

Punk: omg I nearly spit a MOUTHFUL of water at my laptop

Missy: Braden's is all red and he keeps grabbing at it. He says it hurts but he's not crying about it. Any thoughts? (if anyone has any thoughts on this I'd be happy to hear them. No, I will not post a picture of my son's reddened penis on the internet.)
I have to go wipe a butt now.

Punk: um... I would say, no I don't know for sure, but if he were my kid, I would clean it really well, maybe some vitamin E oil or powder, and then watch it for a day or two... so far, the symptoms don't sound all that alarming

Missy: It was like this last night and it looks every bit as red (if not more) than it was then. But he didn't complain until I put a pull-up on it. So now he's in bed with no pull-up or underpants. (I'm looking for an excuse to wash sheets apparently.)
I'm pretty sure I don't have vitamin E...Just powder I guess.

Punk: for Braden... try some cranberry juice? then ask Coach 'cause my lack of penis is starting to feel significant here

Missy: Coach's kind unsure about this as well. He looked at the "little man" last night and didn't have a clue.

Punk: this is the funniest conversation

Missy: Me too. I've been feeling that way a lot lately. First the bath-touching, then the peeing on the tree, now this.

Punk: honestly, don't you think we -- as mothers of boys -- know as much or more about the male organ as the men themselves, sometimes?

Missy: Maybe you do, you have years more experience on this. I'm a novice. I need like Penis 101 or something.

Punk: penis 101 *snickering*

Missy: yes that's what I said.

Punk: *can't think past the snickering*

Missy: Trojans