Keep Your Pants On

I have three sons, which means we deal with lots of penis issues in our home. It is not uncommon to walk into the bathroom and see my seven year old investigating his parts and bits. Just yesterday he asked me to take a look at something he found odd. My answer is always, "Go show your father. Mommy doesn't have a penis."

Curiosity abounds with all children and when caught in these tactile discoveries, I have to remind these boys to do so privately. "Quit playing with your penis and get dressed," was a recent morning announcement in our rush to get to school. My husband thinks I am crazy.

My three year old has recently begun distinguishing between the sexes. He is glad to point out to anyone within earshot who has a penis and who just has hair. I, being the mother and wanting all parts to be called by their scientific name, am quick to correct his mistake. "It's called a vagina dear. Remember, girls have vaginas." Ladies gave me a look at the grocery this past weekend. The guy checking just laughed. Lighten up ladies - at least my sons won't be talking about who-has and pink tacos. Then you can be offended.

I know that children are curious and that they all go through a phase where they are interested in people's parts. My oldest had a few incidents where he wanted a better look. He was three or four at the time. He was able to find two girls who were willing to show him just what little girls are made of. I am hoping the other two will be well informed without the hands-on experiences my oldest had.

For now, I am happy to explain as best I know how, that girls parts and boy parts are different. All are private. Nobody (but the owner of said parts) is allowed to touch. And when in doubt, just keep your pants on.