Sugar and spice and everything nice, that's what little girls are made of, while boys are supposedly contrived of snips and snails and puppy dog tails. So I should expect that along with those snips and snails there would be other icky things that come along with the muddy boy territory, right? The thought of my boy's voice cracking makes me blush even though he's only 6 months old. But what I am dreading in the near future? The discovery of his penis!

Sometime in the next few months, my lil guy is going to locate his "tail," as my daughter likes to call it, and find pure delight in the ability to toy with it during bath time and diaper changes. My mommy friends have warned me about the certain arrival of this moment. I presume when he is 13 years old, I will look back and laugh at how easy this rite of passage is for a wee guy compared to the adolescent years and beyond.