A few Maxisms that have rolled in over the last few days:
Sitting on the floor with my mom:
“Baba? Do you even have a penis?”
“No, Max. No, I don’t.”
“Oh. Do you have baginas?”
After managing to pee his shorts while standing at the toilet:
“I was trying to pee in the potty, but my penis distracted me.”
Hanging out in the living room with a big blue balloon tied to his ankle:
“I’m playing a game called the big nimple (his pronunciation of nipple) comes close and I push it away.”
I just love this kid.
And I can’t eradicate the idea of my mom having all the vaginas. There is something frightening yet mythological going on there.