Brennan snuck up on me while I was changing out of my clothes after work. He gazed at me with shock, pointed at my nether region and asked, "Momma, where's your penis?"
I tried to casually clothe myself without revealing the panic I felt at having to teach my child anatomy while I was bare assed naked.
Me (after I coughed and cleared my throat several times): "Well, B., ah, see, well, um, mommies don't actually have penises." (Penises? Peni? I have no idea - and no way am I googling it to figure it out.)
Brennan: "No?" He stands staring at me in disbelief. "Whatch you got then?"
Me: (sighing) "Mommies have vaginas."
Brennan: "Yeah?"
Me: "Yes. "
Brennan: "Not me. I have a penis. Like Daddy."
Me: "Yes. Daddies have penises. Mommies have vaginas."
Brennan: "I like my penis."
Me: "That's good Brennan."
Wordlessly, Brennan shakes his head back and forth. After a beat, he turns to leave the room and says, "I no like 'ginas momma."
Well, alrighty then.
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