Body Parts

***Alert! This blog post talks about things that might be embarrassing for the male gender! You have been warned!

Since a lot of family members read this blog, I never, ever blog about things that are even slightly inappropriate for the sake of their shock or embarrassment. However, I have decided that there is too much that occurs in the lives of toddlers that is too hysterical not to share. Occasionally.

Henry is at a point in his life where there are not enough questions to ask about everything under the sun. He is not a "why" kind of child, but is very specific in his curiosity. Sometimes it's not questions, he just wants to have a conversation about things. I am usually gung-ho about his questions and musings, because I want him to think about things and take in and learn everything he can. That is, unless I'm really tired and he wants to argue that elephants tusks are not teeth, they are swords. Or if we're out in public and he wants to know why his toots are so smelly sometimes but not others. Right.

I have pretty much been completely honest with Henry about all things, including things about our bodies and their real names, and have never been at a loss for words when he has posed a question. Until the other day. When I was bending over to help him put his pants on and he reached up and grabbed my...we'll call them babyfeedingtools...and said "Mommy, what are these?" Uh.... yeah. Total loss. I had a hard time spitting out the word "breasts" and reminded him that they used to make milk for Wyatt and isn't it neat how God gave us the tools to feed our babies, to which he responded,

But you don't do that anymore. Why do you still have them?

Girls just have them. That is part of being a girl.

But the girls in my class at school don't have them.

(OH.NO.) Um.....well that's because they are still little girls. (please don't talk about this at school, please don't talk about this at school...)

Why are yours so big?

(SERIOUSLY?) Because I am a grown woman.

What's a woman?

A grown-up girl.

He seemed to be satisfied with these answers (thank you, thank you) and then remembered he had been playing PBSkids on the computer and ran out of the bathroom, leaving me with thoughts like "Oh no! I didn't tell him not to grab anyone else!"

So let this serve as a warning to all you lady friends out there...watch out!