Fast forward about 15 or 16 years and here we are. I'm franticly searching for my brother in my phone, laughing hysterically, and pushing the green button to dial. The conversation I had with Joey went a little like this...
Me: (laughing) Hey Joey, you know that story that you HATE when we share?!
Joey: (groaning) Yes, why?!
Me: Because you now have company. I think it must be a boy thing.
Joey: (starting to laugh) Why?!
Me: Because Zachary just did the same thing, only without the crying. (laughing hard again at this point, along with Joey)
This is what happened. I was sitting on the couch with Morgan and Zachary came in bare bottomed. I instructed him to go get his underwear but he said *No Mama, what's this?* I had looked away at this point, but when I turned my head back his way he had both feet planted on the floor, he was bent over with his head between his little legs and his hand was between them pointing at *the hole in his butt.* He just didn't know what it was.
Cue the flashback. It was immediate. I was no longer in my living room. I was 10 years old, sitting in front of a boring Barney movie with my other brother, and Joey came screaming into the living room thinking he was injured or broken.
Now, anyone who knows me is aware of the fact that Zachary reminds me so much of Joey that it's scary. He really took me back 15 years. It's now a story that will haunt Zachary for his entire life. It was hilarious, Morgan and I just died, even a 4 year old recognized the humor!!
Sorry Joey, and Zachary, but you guys are nuts! Thanks for the laugh!