The other night the three of us were on the couch before Bug went to bed. Bug was leaning on me watching TV and Donnie was next to us reading the paper. The conversation went like this:
Bug: I have a big cock (as his hand is resting on the front of his diaper).
Me: (slight pause while I picked my jaw up from the floor) What?
Bug: I have a big cock.
Me: Um, Donnie, are you listening to this?? Bug, tell Daddy what you just told me.
Bug: I have a big cock, Daddy. Yeah, I do (still with his hand strategically placed on the front of his diaper).
Donnie: ?????? What's the babysitter teaching him? heh heh
Me: Donnie, you want to handle this?
Somehow the conversation ended--or more likely--something very clever happened on Curious George and Bug stopped talking about his big cock.
A bit later Bug ran to the cable box and pointed to the display showing the time. See, Mommy, a big cock!