Today, while changing LO's diaper, I noticed that (yet again) I had gotten to the end of the cloth diapers without leaving any for LO to wear while I did laundry. Conversationally, I remarked to LO, "I've got to put you in a 'sposie, but it's not good for your balls."
"BA!" he replied.
"Balls," I concurred.
"BA!!!!" he stated firmly.
This went on for some time. Clearly, despite the fact that LO has said "Ca!" when looking at one of our cats and has been repeating "Dada" around J, I think we can all agree that the young man's first word is really "Balls."
Further proof of why I should not be allowed to have this job.