Once again my children have stepped to the plate at the last minute to contribute fodder for this blog. Their youthful innocence brings marvel and wonder to life's most minor aspects, and I am proud to share them with you. Of course, I'm referring to the phenomenon of "pee shivers" or, as Wikipedia puts it, post-micturition convulsion syndrome. But for the purposes of this post, I'm going with pee shivers.
My older son recently had his first experience with pee shivers, which was accompanied by laughter and a lot of errant splashing. It takes a while for a boy to master aim in general, and it's much more difficult when your body is experiencing a magnitude 8.5 trembler. Even the scented candles on the back of the bowl are at risk of being extinguished. Don't bother to ask about the floor.
I explained to him that pee shivers are a natural, if not freakish, occurrence, and it happens to all guys (NOTE: I hope this is the only "it happens to all guys" speech I will ever need to have with my children). That seemed to end his questioning for the time being. Then, yesterday, I had the pleasure of overhearing this conversation...
"Hey, I just shivered again when I peed," my older son shouted from the bathroom.
My younger son ran to him. "Can I try?"
(NOTE: this is when I grabbed the post-it note and pen and started writing as fast as I could)
My older son zipped his pants and made room in front of the bowl.
"When, when I start?" the young one asked his brother as he got in position, ready for his first pee shiver.
"After," his brother told him.
"When you flush it?" the anticipation was killing him.
"No, while you're peeing."
I could hear the stream hit the water, then fade to a trickle and stop. Then a very disappointed "I'm not shaking."
Alas, the pee shivers are not contagious like yawns and he will have to try again. But I am confident that one day he will experience them. As far as he is concerned, that day cannot come soon enough.