To endure a day of shopping and errands yesterday morning, I allowed the boys to each pick out one toy from a clearance sale at the Disney Store. Aidan picked a pack of Power Rangers. Brennan picked (yet another) Buzz Lightyear doll. (We have enough Buzzes in our house to start our own little Toy Story.)
On the way home from shopping, Aidan asked: “Mom, why do my power rangers have bumps on their tummies?”
Me: “I don’t know Aidan. They have bumps?”
Aidan: “Yes. Bumps. Two Bumps. Can you look at them?”
Me: “Aidan, Mommy’s driving. Can I look at them when we get home?”
We arrive home. Aidan brings me the power rangers and shows me the bumps by pinching both bumps on the figurines with his fingers.
“See Mom, bumps.”
It takes every ounce of my willpower to not smile, to not grin and to certainly not giggle.
Finally, I manage a response. “Aidan, the bumps are breasts.”
Aidan’s mouth opens in a shocked “o” and gazes at the power rangers in silence.
After a beat he asks, “Sooooo, are these boy power rangers or girl power rangers?”
Me: “I’d say they are girl power rangers.”
Aidan: “Because of the breasts.”
Me: “Yes.”
Aidan glances at the power rangers again and asks, “Because girls have breasts?”
Me: “Yes.”
Who knew that the mere purchase of two power rangers would require a lesson in male and female anatomy? Damn Disney Store and their anatomically accurate figurines.
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