Today Noah came in asking for something to eat, holding his crotch. I asked him if he needed to use the bathroom before I got him something to eat, but he told me he didn't. I asked him if he was sure, because it looked like he really needed to go.
Here's his response:
" Mommy, I don't need to go potty. My penis is telling me I do, but I'm big, and my penis is little, so I don't have to listen to it, okay?"
(Eventually, he did end up listening to it and going to the bathroom. Some things you just can't ignore for long.)