The Girl is obsessed with genitalia. Specifically, penises. Almost since the Boy was born, every time I change his diaper she is right there behind my shoulder, pointing and saying, “Ha! Penis!” Oh, she is her mother’s daughter. Have I not mentioned that my sense of humour is at times akin to that of a fifteen year old boy?
The other day, she was at my elbow while I was on the computer, pointing to random pictures and the following conversation emerged:
The Girl (pointing):-“Is he a boy?”
The Girl:- “Does he have a PEN-nis?”
The Girl:-“The Boy is a boy, and HE has a penis.”
The Girl:- “Daddy’s a boy, and he also has a penis.”
The Girl:- “Do *all* boys have penises?”
*dramatic pause* Now, I want to bring my kids up in an atmosphere of acceptance for all people, so I felt that my answer should be honest, and should also leave room for grey areas for future conversations about the more complex issue of gender identity.
Me:-“Yes, most boys have penises.” (and I wanted to leave it at that)
The Girl, of course, wanted no such thing, picked up on my change of wording and said:-“*Most* boys have penises? *Some* boys *don’t* have penises?”
Me (wrapping my head around the fact that I’m having this conversation with her already, but persevering):-“Yes. There are some boys, very few, who don’t have a penis.”
The Girl: “Are there some *girls* who have a penis?”
Me (will this conversation never end?): “Yes, there are some girls, very few, who have a penis.”
The Girl: “When I get very much bigger, I will have a penis.”
Me (oh boy…): “You think so?”
The Girl: “Oh yes. I will go to the store, and I will buy a penis. Then I will take my vulva and throw it into the GARBAGE! And then I will take my penis and just twist it on,” she demonstrated with a twisting hand motion,” and then I will have a PENIS!”
Me: *Blink, blink* BWAHAHAHAHA!
Oh, the conversations she will have at Preschool!