3 Things Everyone Raising Little Boys Should Know

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1. It's Not That Kind of Flap
The flap on tighty whities isn't designed for allowing a man to pee without pulling his underwear down. Men's "stuff" isn't all the same size, or stays the same size throughout the day. That flap is so the underwear can accommodate different sizes of men(it's done by waist size, not "cup size" after all) It was never meant to be used as access. That's why it's almost impossible to use it for that purpose. They do make underwear for that, though. So please don't teach your boys that it's for them to pee, it will only confuse and frustrate them for years to come.

2. Aim is not the issue. 
Seriously. This is one of those things that women just don't know because they don't have a penis 24-hours a day. You think that pee comes out like this.

And for the most part, it does. But it sometimes, without warning comes out like this:


Bonus. Sometimes it changes mid-pee!  Remember, it's a hose made out fleshy material that changes shape. So the issue is cleanup, not aim.

3.Sports aren't the only way someone can learn teamwork, losing gracefully, and winning honorably.
I learned those things, but not by playing sports. I learned them from group projects in school and at home and from receiving recognition for hard work. Sports, on the other hand, taught me that:

• in a relay race, if the girl who passes me the baton was jogging, and I gun it to the finish line and lose --it's my fault, not hers. AND I will hear about it for YEARS to come.
• It taught me that I can spend every soccer practice learning specifically, and ONLY how to defend the goal, and that my coach would decide at a game where we're pretty much guaranteed to win to throw me in as offense and then be surprised when I didn't know what I was doing and failed.
• It taught me that if I didn't pick up a skill immediately after being taught it the very first time, I was a loser. In fact, I should have already known how to do it. 
• It taught me that sports means getting yelled at a lot, and if that bothered me, that also made me a loser. 
• It taught me I was less of a man because I didn't get sports or like them. Eventually I learned to like myself, to not let other people dictate my maleness to me, but it made a lot of things a lot harder than they needed to be.
• It taught me to not only hate sports, but to also hate other men. 

Now, your mileage may vary. In fact lots of people do learn teamwork, losing gracefully, and winning honorably from sports. Just don't expect that they will, by default, learn those things. And don't assume that sports are the only way someone can learn those things. You, as a parent, can teach those things without so much as a ball.