100 Questions

Or it felt like 100 questions at least! I told Nicky that we were going to the doctor in the morning. He said "penit". I said "yes, we're going to see the doctor about your penit." "Band aid?" he asked. "Yes, you'll get a band aid." That was before bath. After bath, the inquisition began...

Nicky: "momma car doctor?"
Momma: "yes we'll go in momma's car to the doctor."
Nicky: "minute"
Momma: "in the morning."
Nicky: "oh"
Nicky (sad look on his face): "bye bye penit?"
Momma (heart breaking): "no buddy, the doctor won't take your penit. just a little bit." (while trying to demonstrate "a little bit")
Nicky (furrowed brow): "hurt?"
Momma (on the verge of tears): "maybe, but it will be ok."
Nicky (getting excited): "band aid!"
Momma: "yes, you'll get a band aid. and a big treat!"
Nicky: "oh"
Nicky: "doctor cut momma penit?"
Momma: "no buddy, momma doesn't have a penit."
Nicky: "oh"
Nicky (thinking really hard): "doctor cut daddy penit?"
Momma: "yes, the doctor cut daddy's penit when he was little like you."
Nicky: "oh"
Momma: "it will be ok buddy."
Nicky: "better?"
(sidebar - i've realized that i tend to say "there you go. all better." a bunch - Nicky now says "better" to just about everything!)
Momma: "yes, you'll be all better."
Nicky (pointing to window): "doctor over there?" "not in here."
Momma: "no buddy, the doctor won't be at Nicky's house. we're going to the hospital." (long pause while waiting to see what he says next) "it'll be ok..."
Nicky: "ok. hug?"

Then we hugged it out...as I was choking back tears. Man - if I thought talking about it with him tonight was hard, how am I gonna let them take him back for the procedure? Lord, please grant us the ability to remain strong for Nicky and help him to recover quickly!