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Physical Education?

The other day I was just out of the shower but not yet dressed when Caleb walked into my room with some pressing question about legos, or about some injustice perpetuated by his older brother.  I decided not to call attention to my general nekkid state by telling him to wait until I grabbed a towel, so I just kept getting dressed. I remembered our conversation when I read Mamabirddiaries …

mamma what’s this bit for?

Caleb, in the bathtub, stands up and fondles his scrotum: Mommy? What’s this? Me: um…your scrotum Caleb: I know DAT. I mean, what’s this like marble thing inside it. Dere’s two a dem. Me: Yes. those are your testicles. (Please don’t ask please don’t ask)— Caleb: What are dey for? Me: those are where your sperms comes from (please don’t ask please don’t– Caleb: what’s sperm? Me: sperm is what …

The Question

I knew it was coming. There’d been some observations, a comment or two…things were definitely percolating in his almost-nine-year old head. In preparation, I  had gotten a book or two from the library, asked friends how they’d handled it.  I wanted to be ready – but then, just like death after a long illness, when it actually happened I wasn’t really ready at all. There we were, at the dermatologist’s …