I am no prude by any means. I write naughty stories. My alter ego is known for her "Naughty Song". The Greek is on staff at a site that has some of the best erotic 3D art on the web.
I would, however, like to think that my boys will be innocent until after they graduate from college. Fat chance, I know.
At what age do our minds end up in the toilet? When do we start seeing the bad in what is pure and good?
Yesterday, Rabbit (11) came into my office, chuckling to himself. He said "Horse (8) has a big head Mama!"
I was only half listening, until he said, "I'm not talking about the one on top of his neck."
That got my attention. He couldn't mean what I was thinking. How do I ask him yet not have to tell him what I'm thinking?
"You're talking about another head...?"
"Yeah Mama! You know what I mean!" He now has a glint in his eye.
Do I know what he means? Maybe. Yes. NO!!! I watch him, trying to decide what to say if he refers to THAT "head".
Horse walks in on us. "Who's got a big head?"
Oh no! Now the baby is going to learn about all this! He's too young!
Rabbit confidently tells his brother, "We're talking about what a big head you have but not this one." He rubs his brother's head.
Horse looks puzzled. "What?"
"I'm talking about...your EGO! Right Mama?"
Thank you! My boys get to keep their innocence for a bit longer! "Yes Rabbit, egos can be big things."
"Now let's go watch Disney!"