A graphic discussion

As I was rushing around this morning, trying to get everyone up and dressed and organized, Evan was clamoring for my attention. He had something so important to tell me that it simply couldn't wait. "Ball, Mommy," he exclaimed, pointing at his crotch. "Ball!"

"Yes," I replied in that completely absent I'm-not-really-paying-a-bit-of-attention-to-this-conversation way. "Those are your balls." And then I froze.

We're all for talking freely about body parts around here, but I was pretty damn sure that my son's scrotum had never really come up in conversation before. So where had he learned this term? Was someone talking inappropriately to him? An adult? Another child? Could touching also have been involved? Should I be alarmed? Is the mother always the last to know?

As Mommy Panic set in, I stopped rushing around so that I could get down on Evan's level and start asking some serious questions. Kneeling down, I happened to look at the area causing all of the excitement. And there, on Evan's brand new Pullups (courtesy of the potty training that is not being discussed or acknowledged but is shhh... coming along quite nicely), was a picture of Elmo and Big Bird. Playing with -- you guessed it -- a ball.

Today's awkward and slightly inappropriate moment was brought to you by the makers of Easy Ups and the letter M for Mommy.