Penni, upon my return, my five year old immediately takes me aside and says "DAD, I need to talk to you"
Yes son, what is it?
Well while you were gone I must have swallowed some of my marbles. Mom says you would know what to do.
Ok son, so when did you swallow them? (concern showing on my face)
It was a couple of weeks ago.
A couple of weeks ago! Turning to look at mother, astonished that he hadn't been to the hospital. She just smiles.
Perplexed, I asked, So, can you show me where it hurts son?
No Dad, it doesn't hurt, but look here under my pee-pee.
???????
Surpressing Giggling, Dad meekly blurts out, don't worry about it son, we'll talk about it later. :-)
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