The Big Questions
I thought I would be a no nonsense mum when it came to the ‘awkward’ or ’embarrassing’ things that my children would ask. The big questions. I admire those mums who use the correct words for body parts, I really do. But I can’t say penis without giggling.
I completely understand the argument that we should be upfront and honest with our kids. We should be grown ups about it. But! When the big one asked me what girls have instead of willies (yes we call them willies in our house) my brain went into panic mode. Seriously, there were alarm bells screeching in my head and a million thoughts zooming around, all trying to be heard over the racket:
Don’t call it a noo noo.
What do other people call it?
We need to talk about the terms of my imprisonment