Paper Phallus?
Okay. I’m sure that every single person reading this is mature, refined and intelligent (because posts about poop and fatness are, like, totally what the literati read). But I’m asking you today to forget about all that for a hot second and put your immaturity caps on. Because, my friends, Colin drew me a gem of a picture yesterday that I’m about to share with you. What do you think this is?
I KNOW, RIGHT?! It looks a little phallic, hmm? Right down to the – snicker, snicker – blue balls.
It’s not the first time he’s drawn something questionable. Remember when he presented me with this … or this? He’s always doodling, and his artwork has provided me with great amusement. But I seriously think this most recent one takes the cake.
So are you ready to wager a guess?
It’s ………………
………. scissors. Now do you see it? Yeah, me too. He got some new kiddie-scissors in preparation for Kindergarten and has been practicing with them ALL. THE. TIME lately. Apparently yesterday he traced over them to make me my own pair of scissors – with blue handles, just like his. Awesome.
This is definitely one to paste in the baby book.
