Let’s hear it for the boys

I don’t know what terms other parents use to describe the nether-regions, but for some reason, I just can’t bring myself to use anatomically correct words with my kids.

I’m not trying to be prude.   Maybe I’ve seen Kindergarten Cop one too many times.  You know, where the little boy declares proudly, “Boys have a penis, and girls have a vagina!”  The thought of my kids uttering those words isn’t something I’m personally ready to deal with yet.

So, at my house, there are “girl parts” and there are “boy parts.”

Imagine my surprise the other day when Chip, in the middle of getting his diaper changed, grabs himself squarely in the cahones and squeals, “Boys!”  This stopped me in my tracks a bit.  Then I giggled out loud.

“Yes, those are the boys,” I acknowledged.  He beamed with pride at his new word, while I felt a new gray hair sprouting.

This is one of many new words Chip’s been uttering lately.  He likes pointing at my eyes, hair, mouth, etc, and giving me his rendition of what they’re called.  Truly amazing to see my little guy picking up vocabulary at a mile a minute.

Although, Jay and I had a bit of disagreement the other day about his latest word.

When he was going through his list of body parts he knew, Chip grabbed his little chest and shrieked, “Boobs!”  Jay immediately marched in to where I saw getting ready, and said very seriously, “Did you teach him the word boobs??”

“I dunno, maybe,” I said.  That was his main source of sustenance for quite some time, so it wouldn’t surprise me if he was quite familiar with the word.  “What should he call them instead?” I asked.

Jay thought for a minute, and promptly came back with, “Pecs.  Boys have pecs.”

This simple statement is probably one of the reasons I love my husband so much.  He always makes me laugh.  Even if we do disagree occasionally on the proper vocabulary to teach our kids.

What can I say to that?  Boys will be boys.

NOTE:  Apologies for the bad Photoshopping.  Couldn’t find a picture I liked, so what’s a gal to do?  I should probably also mention I stole the t-shirt off Zazzle.