I never know what is going to happen when I drop Matt off at daycare.
Some days are really easy - he runs in to play. This usually happens when a) the teacher who he really likes is there because he knows she will let him help her move the toy cars outside or b) when one of the other little boys arrives at the same time and he is too distracted to care that I am leaving.
This morning we were off to a pretty good start (with the exception of a bus temper tantrum where he climbed out of the stroller). We made it to daycare in good time, it was a beautiful day, Matthew ran and hung his coat in a cubby.
And, then the teacher told me there was something she wanted to talk to me about. The topic - Matthew likes to play with his "pee-pee".
I am well aware of this. Believe me. I've talked to the doctor about it, my friends about it, and his old daycare about it. The general consensus is that Matthew is a boy and this is what boys do. According to my sister's friend this will go on for many years. Yikes.
But, I didn't quite know what to say. Maybe that's because his old teacher who discussed it with me was much closer to my age, and to us it was so incredibly hilarious that we couldn't finish the conversation. We discussed duct-taping the diaper so his hand wouldn't fit in, but that's about where the conversation ended. It just seemed much too funny at the time to worry about.
And, it still is.
I told his teacher (who has been teaching toddlers for many years) that I'm sticking with the philosophy that this is natural, for the most part I'm ignoring it, unless he is in public and then I will say "all done". Really, what else is there to do?
I guess she was annoyed. But, whatever. There are much worse things than a boy discovering his boyhood. After all, boys will be boys!!!