No, We Aren't French

My 4 year-old son Noah recently had to go to the doctor for his 4 year checkup. The 4 year checkup provided him with his first opportunity to pee in a cup. Once we finally convinced him that it was ok to go ahead and pee in the cup, he thought it was pretty hilarious. I can imagine the thoughts going through his head. "So I pee in a cup, and put it in this little cubby over here? And the next time I look, Voila! The pee cup is gone! I am going to have to try this at home!" I am expecting to open the microwave one of these days to find my collectible Garfield coffee mug full of pee. I AM easy to get along with when things go my way! (Note: A cup full of pee = Things not going my way. At all.)



Later on in the checkup, they did some testing to make sure that his mental development is on track. He had to name the colors used in certain pictures, do some counting, and finally identify what some common objects are used for. He was doing great, answering all the questions no problem, until the doctor asked the question: "Noah, what is a cup used for?" His gleeful answer was, of course: "To pee in!"

The horrified doctor flunked him back to being a 3 year-old. I guess we will try the test again next year.