Yesterday I had a moment with Toby. A moment that I have had quite often over the past year. A moment in which I realise that I am the mother of boys. Two little boys. Two little boys that will grow up to be teenage boys.
I put him in his PJs and he stood there for a few minutes just scratching himself like a ball player in the dugout.
I asked him if he was okay, and he hum hummed. So I asked him to stop scratching his penis. He stopped, looked at me, and said "I'm not scratching, I'm making it big."
This is a whole world that I know nothing about.
Oh Lord! I am the mother of boys!