How’s It Hanging?

Cash likes to keep me updated on the status of his um, stuff. Today on the way home from church, he told me it was pointing up and he needed to point it down but couldn’t get to it because he was strapped into his car seat too tightly to get in his pants. I reassured him that we would be home momentarily and then he could adjust himself as needed. After I took him out of his car seat when we got home, he stuck his hand down his pants and exclaimed, "It’s not pointing up – it’s going side to side and doing a dance!" Well, okay then, thanks for letting me know sweetie.