Carter waltzes in from the playroom in his undies...again. It is only 32 degrees in the house. He has the biggest grin on his face (I can't resist) and says, "My tee tee has Magic". I panic... Magic, uh I'm not ready for this conversation. He is only five. I tell myself to calm down and ask "What did you say, sweetie" Which he says again, "my tee tee has magic." he holds up a quarter drops it in his underwear and says, "now you see it, now you don't." whew!!! I'm glad he explained that one.