Cockologist

Well, ladies and gentlemen, Leah has decided what she would like to be. She declared to me yesterday that she wants to be a penis. Yes, that's right, she wants to be a penis. I'm just as flabbergasted as you, if not more. Here is how the conversation went (as I was changing her):

Leah: I want to be a penis!

Me: No honey, you're a girl. Girls don't have a penis.

Leah: No, Daddy. I want to BE a penis.

Me: Uh. Leah, I think you mean that you want to HAVE a penis.

Leah: No, Daddy. I don't want to HAVE a penis, I want to BE a penis.

Me: Let me get this straight: You want to BE a penis? You don't want to HAVE a penis, you want to BE a penis?

Leah: YES DADDY! (she said all sarcastic and annoyed like I was the crazy one) I want to be a penis!!!

Me: Ok, fine. You're a penis. Leah, you are a very, very weird penis.


Way to reach for the stars, honey.


And on a completely unrelated note, this morning I discovered my first gray hairs. Gee I wonder where they came from.