Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Joshua Story: Did God Forget??

For those of you who don't already know, I have a little brother who is 12 years-old.  He was born when I was a sophomore in high school, so in many ways, he was more like my baby than my brother.  I experienced so many charming nuances of a growing baby and child through my brother and adored every moment of it.  I still see him as a baby and fondly reminisce his younger days, so I've decided to periodically blog these stories for your reading pleasure, and also to remember them.

Today's story takes place when Joshua was about 4 years-old.  His (older) cousin had gotten him a trike for Christmas.  One day, he and I decided to walk/trike to the mall which is not too far from our house.  When we got to the mall, Joshua had to use the bathroom; and he had to go number two.  Well, he was too little to wipe himself or be in the stall alone, and we couldn't leave the trike outside for fear someone may steal it, so I found myself cramped against the bathroom stall door with a bulky trike between me and my pooping brother, hoping he would hurry up but not rushing him.

Another thing about Joshua is that he always thinks while he's on the toilet.  Often times I have heard him having conversations or singing happily to himself when he's doing his business, and he would shyly stop when someone came within (his) ear sight.  Not unlike those times, he was thinking about something in depth this day on the toilet at the mall when he asks me, "Jagunnoona [little big sister]? Why do girls sit down like two times? Like they sit down when they poo and when they pee!"

I very matter-of-factly replied, "Because, Joshua, girls don't have a ggochu [weewee]."


To which he could only respond with a face somewhat like this:

 
followed by the exclamation, "Everybody have a goochu!!!"

"Girls dont," I continued. "That's what makes us different."

"Oooh," he concluded.  And put the matter to rest.  Or so I thought. Five minutes later, he looks up slowly from his seat, (still pooping,) eyes widening, and asks, "Did God forget????"


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