The things he says....

As Kamden was taking a dump the other night, he starts screaming for me to come help him wipe his butt.
I yell back, “I am busy, besides you can do it yourself.”
“No, mom I need your help this time now.”
URG….he does this cause he would sometimes prefer us to do it…why I am not sure…so I go in there, shirtless as I was in the process of changing into my night clothes.
“So stand up Kamden so I can wipe you.”
“Mom, why you got your boobs on?” as he is standing up.
“Just stand up, it’s not my boobs it’s my bra Kamden”
“No its not, it’s your boobs.”
“Whatever Kamden, now stand up, get your pants up and wash your hands.”
So he does all that and I am washing my hands as he walks out of the bathroom, he turns to look at me once more….he has to get the last word in ya know.
“It is your boobs mom.”
This kid….he is definitely his fathers son!