I don't make a habit out of dressing or undressing in front of Jack, not because I think the human body is something to be ashamed of, but more because I don't want to scar him for life.
Last week, I settled Jack before the tv, hoping that Thomas the Tank would do his usual magic and transform him into a slack-jawed captive. I ran into the bathroom, undressed quickly and began adjusting the shower's water temp until I heard....
"Oooooohhhhh, noooooo!! Oooooh, noooo!!!"
I turned my head to find Jack staring, fear and panic evident in his eyes.
"Where pena (penis) go? Where pena? Oooooh, noooo!!"
"Mommy doesn't have a penis, Jack. Only boys and daddies have penises."
"Ooooooooohhhhhh, noooo!" Jack yelled and ran back to Thomas's safety.
And we haven't talked about it since. So much for not scarring him.
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8 years ago
2 comments:
That's awesome! I've often wondered the same thing about scarring my children with my tired, worn, body. Maybe that's why we don't remember much from when we were that age!
This is so funny. He won't remember it though.
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