Daddy has a penis

Since Graham was able to comprehend, we have been teaching him his body parts. When putting on his jammies (yep, that’s what they’re called in our house), we talk about arms and legs and feet, oh my. At bath time, we find his belly, ears, nose and eyes. When we put on his shoes, he finds his toes.

Now that we’re (attempting) potty training, though, we’ve entered a whole new world of body parts, and goodness me, it’s got me thrown for a loop. I’ve never been a fan of children having nicknames for their private parts. Boom-boom, hoo-hah, twinkie and willy all sound like they could be titles for pop songs, not labels for our kids’ “bathing suit” areas. So we’re sticking with the classic….”This is your penis.” And, “you go potty with your penis.”

Which seemed simple enough, until the other day, Graham exclaimed, “Mommy has a penis!” To which I countered in a very certain and shocked tone, “Mommy most definitely does not have a penis. Boys have a penis. Daddy has a penis, Graham has a penis. Mommy does not. Got it?”

As far as talking about the lady parts, I don’t really see the point in expanding his two-year old vocabulary yet. We’ve already been embarrassed enough, when last week, Graham very excitedly told our fellow diners at a pizza joint that, “Daddy has a penis!” Um, yes, he does. I think Jon should probably start coaching Graham with a few adjectives…. if he’s going to be inappropriate, he may as well be both inappropriate and flattering! 🙂