The other day I was just about to get in the shower when Aiden burst in to go potty. He stopped about mid-stream and said, "Hey, where's your penis?" I simply told him I didn't have one, and quickly ducked behind the (newly installed) shower doors. In the ten minutes it took me to shower, Aiden managed to eventually get his pants up, flush the toilet, wash his hands, and ask, "Well what do you have instead of a penis?" Not wanting to start show-and-tell, I just told him, "women have vaginas." About then I was thinking how I really should lock the door, and I insisted on a house with two bathrooms for a reason. Then, Aiden said, "Can I see your bagina?" I did my best to play it cool, so I told him I'd show him one in my anatomy book. Somehow his mind finally moved on to something else, he got out of the bathroom so I could get out of the shower, the rest of the day happened, he went to bed, and all with no more "bagina" talk.
This morning I woke up to Aiden crying at my bedroom door in the midst of a discussion with Nick. Nick kept saying, "We're still tired; go play the computer," but Aiden was sobbing and saying, "but my mom forgot." Eventually Nick settled Aiden down enough to get the whole sentence out, "But my mom forgot to show me the baginas!" So, I had to get up and show the poor kid a vagina in my anatomy book. When I finally got to the page, he just said, "oh, that's it? Can we look at guts then?"
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That is so funny... I guess anatomy books will be the new Tustison bathroom readers.
Yes, I concur - that was funny. I printed it out and had a few people read it at work. My office manager thought that it was a made up story - (she has no clue about blogs). Anyway, she said when her little boy (about 4 years old) came in the bathroom and saw her getting out of the shower, he promptly threw up!!!
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