I’ve been Pantsed!

Well, I’m back from a wonderful weekend in rural Pennsylvania. We went up for the culminating few days of a youth group Encampment for 6th through 12th graders. It appears that the week was fun for all, and we enjoyed spending the tail end of it at camp with them. Even Avi had fun — he had someone close to his age who was there to hang out with. As did we.

I’ve looked over the blog I posted last night — and, in hindsight, am realizing that perhaps I shouldn’t have posted it after all for two reasons: first, I’ve come to discover that trivializing one’s anatomy through immature humor isn’t really the type of nurturing example I should be setting for my son. When the time comes for us to engage in serious discussions about such things, I’d like to think that we can approach the subject matter without trivializing it with childish jokes.

The second reason is that I forgot to cone up with a euphemism involving the term “big fat sausage.” Nurturing parenting environment or not, sausage = funny.

In order to ensure that you all don’t just see me as a guy who will name his anatomy for a cheap laugh, I urge you to visit Karen Sugarpants‘s blog where I’ve guest posted today. It’s far deeper and more introspective than yesterday’s post here and makes no mention of sausages of any kind. Enjoy…