Lately my kids have wanted to talk to me about the topic of my choice.
Which is weird.
Like they don’t know what they want to talk about? Like they really want to open the door to allow me to lecture to them? About anything?
Sounds good to me. I’ll pick. After all, opportunities like this don’t come along every day.
I was driving with my kids on a prolonged trip. My 12-year-old daughter exhausted all of her usual conversational topics, including: ...
We have a new cousin who’s six weeks old. He came to visit on Saturday, prompting a few questions from Cai, one of our three-year-olds.
Cai: Mom, is that a baby?
Me: Yes, Cai. That’s a baby.
Cai: Can I have him?
Me: You want to have the baby?
Cai: Yes.
Me: What will you do with him?
Cai: I no know.
Me: Will you feed him?
Cai: No.
Me: Will you change his diapers? ...
My mom didn’t allow me to have Barbies while I was growing up.
I bet this is why.
That’s the toy bin beside our bathtub.
I didn’t move any of the toys.
So, yep, that’s pretty much some inappropriate group Barbie action going on.
Here’s a closer view.
Hey – don’t blame me when you’re the one still reading. ...
Sometimes, we have conversations with our kids, and they just don’t seem to listen.
I know… weird, right?
Several months ago, we tried to have the conversation with Ian, age 10, about his birthing-babies theory. We were concerned that kids at school might start to make fun of him if he started referencing a mom pooping out her babies.
Knowledge is power and all that. ...
Once upon a time, when Abby was 5 years old, she was playing in the bathtub while her dad supervised.
I was in the other room, which provided me with an excellent eavesdropping opportunity.
Here’s what I heard:
Abby: “Daddy, where do babies come from?”
…
Lengthy Pause
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Greg: “Beth?! I’m going to need you for a minute!” ...
Ah, the age-old question.
Do I teach my children the real names for their private parts or do I give them cutesy alternatives so they don’t embarrass me in public?
With a 10, 9, and 7 year old already in the house, this question was moot before it was raised. No Thingys or Po-Pos or Tutus for us. Nope. We have good ol’ pensises and vaginas around here, and 2 year old Cai and Cael know it. ...
