Around our house, we keep a very open dialogue about things. We've always taught the proper names of body parts, and keep a light yet educational mood when it comes to learning about life and our bodies.
Especially now that I have a Tween.
We tend to throw the word "Vagina" around a lot in this house. I mean, with 4 girls around, it tends to come up now and then. It comes up in the strangest places, though. Some of you know that my minivan is nicknamed the Vangina. So the kids sort of call it that, and I chuckle every now and then. Then there's the time Maggie and I were learning about China. Somehow it turned into VaChina. Yeah, so there's that. Then there's the time Maggie spilled water on her seat in the Vangina. She said it went onto her vagina, and asked if she watered it, if it would grow. That girl, she kills me.
Well, last night, Gretta got on a roll. She repeatedly had to go through the family stating who had a vagina. It was pretty hilarious, and I didn't want to scold her because I don't want her to think it's wrong, especially considering it's the correct term and all. But I don't want her to think she can just say it whenever she wants, because I know other people might not be as open about things as we are.
But for now, I'm just enjoying the innocence of a little one, and the fact that she's smart enough to know who keep the vaginas around here.
3 comments:
You freakin' crack me up. Although I must admit...I hate the proper terminology for parts. I mean, the dang things are ugly enough as it is...did they have to give them such ugly names too? Ew.
Correct terminology is all well and good. Probably better than the slang terms. My fave was a little girl at our house who said, "Sister Terrill, I need a tissue. I have some dried mucous on my finger!"
I also taught my kids using the proper terms but I loved it when one of my girls misunderstood and called it her "china hutch".
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