Post by DotAndBuzz on Dec 15, 2013 21:37:11 GMT -5
E was singing a song tonight. It was a song, of her own creation, and it took me a minute, as well as a few clarifications to confirm exactly what she was singing:
We're going to the vagina store!! Lets go to the vagina store! I want to buy some vaginas! At the vagina store!
Yeah. So we use the anatomical terms to describe body parts, and she knows what/where that is. Apparently what we failed to properly explain is how it is private, and not something we need to sing about at the kitchen table, much less sing about buying/selling.
me - E, I know you like to sing, but vaginas are private parts, and not something that belong in stores, or in songs. E: They not? me - no. They are something that are private, and we talk about them if we are wiping our bottom, taking a bath, or have a problem that needs to be seen by a doctor. (or something like that because I was caught so off guard, and N was standing right there, taking it all in) E - But I like singing about vaginas. Me - I'm sure you do. But lets sing about something else. Like maybe the snow?
Please pray that she doesn't decide to sing the vagina song at her Lutheran pre-school, in front of her sweet, grandmotherly teachers, tomorrow. I know they hear it all, but I'm not sure they've heard that, and I hope they don't hear it tomorrow from my kid.
"You. You and your crazy life. You and your geographic anomaly. You and your drunken lesbianic ways and terrible navigational skills." - ProfArt and her holy baby
Post by DotAndBuzz on Dec 15, 2013 21:39:44 GMT -5
I'm glad, because I was definitely NOT loving it at the time. Like, wth kid? I thought I had at least 10 more years before I had to address the appropriateness of song lyrics.
Sophia is obsessed with penises. "Alexander is a boy because he has a penis" "Jeremy LOVES his penis!" and she will sing "I want a PINK penis!". Our strategy has been to just ignore and hope it goes away. I figure if she even has the smallest idea that it bugs us, she will talk/sing/scream about penises non stop.
Hehehe, DD asked her teacher what divorce means. She attends a Catholic preschool and her teacher is very devout. I'm betting my eggnog they are praying for my marriage!!
(H and I had been talking and taking bets on his mothers new marriage, got to watch what we say in front of the kiddo)
Post by DotAndBuzz on Dec 15, 2013 21:44:06 GMT -5
papie - she was grinning the whole time, thinking it was a fun game. I was doing my best to be super serious. Lets hope I succeeded.
The girls don't know about penises yet. They know H pees standing up (and E tried it a few times - *that* worked out well), but so far the actual anatomy question hasn't come up. I know we'll have to discuss it at some point, but I'm waiting as long as possible on that one for now.
Please pray that she doesn't decide to sing the vagina song at her Lutheran pre-school, in front of her sweet, grandmotherly teachers, tomorrow. I know they hear it all, but I'm not sure they've heard that, and I hope they don't hear it tomorrow from my kid.
You'd be surprised what those sweet grandma teachers encounter. My kid drew dicks for an entire year. Not kidding. It was the year of the accidental dick drawing. One teacher even started a collection for me, which is packed away for future reference and embarrassment. The best was the day I dropped her off and one teacher pulled me aside and was like, "We just wanted to make sure we know she isn't doing it on purpose."
"You. You and your crazy life. You and your geographic anomaly. You and your drunken lesbianic ways and terrible navigational skills." - ProfArt and her holy baby