A couple of weeks ago Kristy and I were talking via Skype on my birthday. Kimball was running around naked and Thomas was wrapped in a towel because they had just gotten out of the tub. Kristy pulled Kimball onto her lap so he could wish me a happy birthday. His bright smile beamed through the internet like lightning as he saw me and said, "Grandma!!" That exclamation is one of my favorite things to hear. I made her kiss and tickle his chubby belly for me. Kristy said, "Kimball, say Hap-py. . . . . " Kimball then smiled and said, "Hap-py . . . . . " Kristy then prompted him again, "Birth-day!" Just at that moment Kimball got slightly distracted by a certain body part and said, "Penis!" without missing a beat. Not many grandmas get wished a "Happy Penis" on their birthday. Those are the things boys do.