Without the blogs and comment sections in the Houston Chronicle, I would be dangerously deficient in vitamins A, O, and S. A for astonishment, O for outrage, and S for a big ol’ sigh.
Yet another blog post on the topic of how to talk to kids about sex. Specifically, how to explain to a four-year-old why mommy’s tummy is so dang big.
Sage advice from one poster – if she’s old enough to ask, she’s old enough to know. Just give the basic info in a calm, minimal manner, and that ought to be enough until she is old enough to ask for greater details.
Blog-daddy’s response to that advice?
You’re probably right. We’ll explain to Maya first thing tonight how the hoohaa and ding-a-ling are compatible and create a baby.
Poor Maya. I hope she never has to explain to her doctor that she has a boo-boo on her hoohaa, or ask a beau to put a thingamajig on his ding-a-ling.
I would like to add my 2 cents. Playing the hapless new dad when you already have a four-year-old doesn’t make you seem particularly clever or amusing. If you are old enough to put the ding-a-ling in the hoohaa, then you are old enough to say penis and vagina.
