Oh Boy.

Luke was taking a bath this week and inspecting a certain body part. After intense scrutiny he looked at me, pointed to his special body part and said "hot dog."

I stood there, jaw-dropped, and instantly grabbed my phone to call his father.

"Mark, did you teach Luke to call his $^&#@ a hot dog?"

"No."

"Then who did?"

It's either a mystery, or our boy has a great imagination.

Great. Just great.