My mother has my son for the moment. Here's a scene that transpired in her living room today:

Saville, fresh from the bath was sitting on the couch naked. My mom noticed he was leaning over and grumbling. She asked he what he was doing. He said, "I'm so frustrated. I can't reach."
She said, "You can't reach what?"
He said, "My penis. I want to drink out of it."










Sometimes I wonder if I am fit to mother.