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| Yep, there's a lump alright! |
When Teenager was young, around five years old, a neighbor's daughter watched her at the house during the summer a few days a week. This wonderful sitter brought our daughter her entire collection of Breyer horses to play over and gave them to our girl. Well, Teenager, being an observant child, was playing "horse" holding and moving the horses around. She turned the horse over and with true anguish blurted, "My horse has lumps!" "Why does it have lumps?" The answer we gave is that those were the boys. Her disappointed little face spoke volumes. She next turned over each horse and examined it for "lumps". Those without lumps were able to play with her. Those with lumps were separated out.
Last Son had not been born yet, or no doubt she would have asked us, "Is that the penis?"
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