Embarrassing Questions
( Noah and his cake. He wanted DJ Lance Rock, but I am not that talented!) Sunday evening we had a little get-together for Noah's birthday. Grandparents, cousins, a couple aunts and uncles. During the melee of having so many people in our home, Noah runs in the kitchen and in his loudest voice asks, "Does Grandma have a weiner?" Oh crap. So, here's the dilemma. Do I scold him for saying that word (which I've been trying to keep him from saying) or do I answer what, for him, is a serious question? He's that age, you know, where he's curious about these things. I mean, would it have been better if he'd asked if Grandma had a penis? Definitely not , because when I grew up, I thought that was a swear word and I'm sure I've never, ever heard my mom say it. I told him not to say that word. "Well, does she?" "NO." I'm very grateful that I have the family I do. No one was fazed by it. We all just went on with our evening, eat...