Those Things

A Conversation between Simon and Mommy; standing in my bedroom.

S: Does Norah still drink your milk?

M: No, she drinks from a cup. She's a big girl.

S: Sometimes does she?
M: Nope

S: Only very sometimes?

M: No, not at all.

S: Then why do you have those things?

M: Because I am a woman and women have them.

S: I have a pee pee! I go to the bathroom out of my pee pee. It has a hole. See, right here. (Imagine pants pulled down just enough with a little boy pointing to the very tip he described!) Norah does not have a pee pee. She just goes to the bathroom out of her butt! How funny is that?!?! But I poop out of my butt.

M: Yep, you are a boy and boys have a pee pee, that is your private part. Girls do not.

So it seems my boy is curious. Haven't quite shared the exact vocabulary, not sure when to do that. But I did mention that only doctors and Mommy and Daddy during baths can touch his private parts.

A step back in time:

A few hours before this conversation Simon inquired if I ever stand to go to the bathroom. He was shocked that not even sometimes do I stand to go to the bathroom.

Many months to a year before this conversation: Simon asked what I was folding. Not sure I wanted him to chant the word "bra" at inappropriate times in inappropriate places - I just said underwear. He pondered this and said "your tummy underwear" to which I replied yes. Shopping in Kohls shortly after that conversation he declared quite loudly, "Mommy, there is your tummy underwear."