  it's a boy!&nbsp; Woo-hoo!&nbsp; They are going to name him William and call him Liam.&nbsp; No middle name yet... I forgot to mention a couple B'isms from last night: 1.&nbsp; Mom, know what is better than smelling my feet?&nbsp; No, B, what?&nbsp; Smelling my armpits!&nbsp; B, that is disgusting!&nbsp; No, it's not, it's cool! 2.&nbsp; Mom, can you come wipe my butt?&nbsp; (he is four and hasn't completely taken over this responsibility...gross, I know...but you do what you gotta do) Did you go poop?&nbsp; (I don't know why I ask this...habit) No...&nbsp; Then why do I have to wipe your butt?&nbsp; Because I tooted and it was funky so I want to make sure there is nothing on my butt.&nbsp; (and, yes, I did go up and wipe it)...
Okay, so speaking with our son like he is an adult does not always go our way...yes, I know he has a wide vocabulary but he also understands things that four year olds probably should not.&nbsp; And, on a particularly humorous day, delivers doozies like the above two.&nbsp; It is so hard not to wet myself as I am laughing! 
