Little Johnny is lying in bed, absolutely desperate to go to the bathroom…
He hops out of bed, rushes downstairs, and finds his mom talking with her friends.
“Mommy! I gotta p-e! I gotta p-e!” he shouts.
His mom’s face turns bright red in front of her guests. Mortified, she quickly pulls Johnny aside.
“Johnny!” she whispers. “We don’t say that word out loud like that. Next time, don’t shout it—just whisper it, okay?”
Johnny nods, looking a little embarrassed.
His mom takes him to the bathroom, then tucks him back into bed with a kiss goodnight.
A couple of nights later, once again, Johnny wakes up needing to use the bathroom.
He tiptoes downstairs and sees his mom enjoying wine with her friends.
“Mommy,” he says, wide-eyed and excited, “I gotta whisper! I gotta whisper!”
His mom, trying not to laugh, excuses herself from the gathering and walks him to the bathroom.
“Much better, sweetie,” she says, proud of his polite choice of words.
Days pass, and once again, Johnny finds himself in the same situation late at night.
He runs downstairs and this time, it's his dad sitting there watching TV.
“Daddy,” Johnny says sweetly, “I gotta whisper.”
His dad, not looking away from the screen, smiles and says:
“Well then come over here, son…”
“…and whisper in Daddy’s ear.”
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