Evan had a bout of strep. He broke out in a rash and itched a lot. It included an itchy penis. Supposedly. I applied some anti-itch cream to said organ one night before he went to bed.
Evan recovered. He stopped itching. Vivian went away to camp. Jo and I were going to go to Tim's birthday party and Karen graciously asked Ava's sitter, Ms. Kat, sit Evan too. It was agreed that Evan and Ava would have a sleep over at Ava's.
That evening, as Karen was leaving her house (and Ava and Evan in Ms. Kat's care for the evening), Evan shouts from the front door:
"Karen - does Ms. Kat know that I need my penis medicine?"
I would have loved to see the expression on Ms. Kat's face. I hear it was something.
Evan was a tool in general. But Karen sent Jo this photo of Ava and Evan sleeping when we returned from Tim's party. Cuteness. It's what keeps him alive.
Evan recovered. He stopped itching. Vivian went away to camp. Jo and I were going to go to Tim's birthday party and Karen graciously asked Ava's sitter, Ms. Kat, sit Evan too. It was agreed that Evan and Ava would have a sleep over at Ava's.
That evening, as Karen was leaving her house (and Ava and Evan in Ms. Kat's care for the evening), Evan shouts from the front door:
"Karen - does Ms. Kat know that I need my penis medicine?"
I would have loved to see the expression on Ms. Kat's face. I hear it was something.
Evan was a tool in general. But Karen sent Jo this photo of Ava and Evan sleeping when we returned from Tim's party. Cuteness. It's what keeps him alive.
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