That's What Boys Do

So I was changing Lincoln's diaper (a very, very poopy one), and when I reached down to grab a diaper, I looked up to discover his hands were touching his "stuff". (Mind you, EVERYTHING a diaper covers get densely exposed to any form of excretions).

(Me: yelling, horrified, to Jason in the other room):

"Jason!! Lincoln's touching himself!!!!"

(Jason: nonchalant):

"That's what boys do, babe."

(Me, realizing Jason's not getting it):

"No, he pooped everywhere, I haven't wiped it yet, and, HE'S TOUCHING HIMSELF!"

Eruption of laughter from the living room.

Is that what boys do??? Goodness, I sure hope not.

On a lighter note, Lincoln sure enjoyed some of his new toys tonight.