Dear Lord,
Forgive me for panicking this morning when Nathanael asked me “What is that pink thing sticking out from the cat’s tummy?”
I really did believe, in that moment, that if I said the words “cat penis” all his innocence would be lost and he would immediately begin growing a moustache. I need him to be my little guy right now. He still looks at me with obvious adoration; not the scowl of a teenager who is more well versed in feline anatomy.
For all he knows it really is an outy belly button. Soon there will come a day when I don’t have to remind him that “Cat’s don’t like to have their belly buttons tickled”.
For now, just please understand that sometimes a mother just has to lie for a greater good.
Amen
