My five year old son is the joker of our household. He makes us laugh on a daily basis with his crazy, typical cheeky boy antics. His latest thing is to create characters using his clothes.
Oh my goodness did I laugh when I saw the strategic placement of the toy cat.
‘It’s a willy,’ he informed me, chuckling away to himself.
‘So it’s a boy character then?’ I asked him.
Thank goodness we confirmed that one, as I really didn’t want to ask him why his character had a furry pussy!
Kids eh? Why do things always have to come down to the rude bits?!