Junior High Jokes

If my 5 year old son approached me with something obviously stashed inside the front of his tighty whities, I most certainly would not ask, “What’s in your underwear?” I would not break into uncontrollable laughter like an adolescent boy when he produced a tightly balled pair of socks. That would be far too juvenile for a mom of my stature.

It certainly would not be an outburst of such proportions that the entire household took notice. And my sons are all so well mannered, they would never, ever jump on any joke that has to do with underwear, poop, or noises that come from that region of the human body and make it the punchline of the entire day. They certainly would not reenact it over and over to try to get their calm mother to break out in hysterical laughter yet again. That is certainly not what our household is about. We would never enjoy such junior high antics nor encourage them in our children.