I knew this day would come. I just was hoping that the conversation would happen later on in life....much later. Little Miss Audrey was sitting on the potty earlier this week and when I passed by bathroom, I was blindsided by:
"Daddy, what do you have on your bottom?"
Reply: "What do you mean honey?"
"You have a different bottom, what is it?"
I'm sure at this point that I had mixed look of horror and bemusement at this point. But I figured that as a licensed physician of the state of Minnesota, that I could probably navigate these waters:
"Daddy has a penis on his bottom. All boys have a penis."
Reply: "I really want a penis."
"Girls don't need a penis sweetie, they can go potty without one."
Reply: "But I really, really, really want a penis."
This is now going differently than I had imagined it might go. And while this might also be the perfect opportunity for a parent to talk what a vagina might be, I am still wrapping my brain around the last 90 seconds of conversation. I decide that we will work on one piece of anatomy per conversation:
"Honey, girls are special because they don't have a penis. Your mom doesn't have a penis because she is a girl too! Everett and Dad have a penis because they are boys."
Reply: "Oh, OK."
2 days later, my 3 year old accosted her grandparents individually. She has verified "penis status" with each of them.
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