Having just come in from the swimming pool in the backyard, Bryce got naked (surprise, I know), grabbed his blankie, and came to sit next to me in my chair. He kept fidgeting around and I asked him what was wrong.
Bryce: My peepee is huge and I can't make it go down.
Me: Ummmmm . . . Trav? This one's all you, babe.
Trav: What's wrong, buddy?
Bryce: *takes off blanket to show us and sighs dramatically* SEE?? It's just full of pee.
Trav: Well, go potty. That's your pee indicator. When the tank is full, the needle goes straight up.
Bryce: Oh, ok. *hops down to head to the potty*
Seriously, I do not get this Y chromosome.
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