Here at House of Joy, tampons are known as Special Band-Aids.
The Mayor has adorned himself and flossed with them.
He has requested the use of their restorative healing power and he has dipped them in the tub.
These activities are now passe for The Mayor.
He has reached an age where it is important to be allowed to do "grown up" things all by himself like putting on his own shirt or socks.
Yesterday he followed me into the bathroom (as usual).
The Mayor: Is that your special band-aid, Mommy?
Me: Uh-huh.
The Mayor: Can I stick it in your butt?
[LOUD argument and many tears.]
The Mayor did not find my laughter at all helpful.
Life. is. so. un. fair. when. you. are. two.
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Oh. My. God. I think the Mayor has now surpassed my children and entered into uncharted territory....
And I've also discovered that laughter never helps in a tantrum situation. Ah well.
Although I am very open with our boys, that is one area I don't know how to handle. With all they notice around the house, it's amazing that the bright pink tube in the garbage can hasn't piqued their interest. Oh well, one more year and the older boy gets the talk anyway.
i am usually pretty open about bathroom, but these just don't come into our conversation. I use OB so I can hide them in my hand... Or I just kick the kids out altogether. But maybe your way is better- I will never forget having to ask some college friends with cars to go get some necessities...
Oh. My. God.
That boy is somethin' else!
My Mr. 2 is equally as interested in my special band-aids. He says "this for your hynie mommy?" "Yep. Just for mommy" I reply. "I help you mommy" he says.
Just got my fingers crossed he'll want to be that helpful when he's old enough to do the dishes.
PS--Check out this site for fun crafts for The Mayor.
http://www.tamponcrafts.com/
PS--I don't let him help.
And I'm not sure how to spell hynie. Heynie? Dictionary.com couldn't help.
I'm pretty open about these things. My kids have even seen me insert them, if they happen to be in the bathroom and I am putting one in. I think it's important for girls to know what a period is and where the special band aids go. But maybe you should leave that piece of female information until the Mayor is older, maybe three?
Boy, it sure does piss them off when you laugh at them, doesn't it. This boy is COMIC GENIUS!
LMAO at Special Band Aids.
I'll never look at them the same now.
Sounds like something my husband would do.
Methinks he and The Mayor would get along famously ...
My son has never offered to "help", but he has seen me insert it, in my "special baby hole". He's not as curious now (at 7), but he knows about where babies come out, why Mommy bleeds and how (theoretically) the baby gets in there in the first place. He just doesn't seem to grasp the actual mechanics - which is fine at 7...
I always looked at it (we have the Mayoral Open Door Policy too) as a "teachable moment". Though I guess it's about time the door got closed....
with your hubby leading the experiments, you almost have no hope.
I'm glad you can laugh at it.
We sure do.
Oh my god! I'm falling off my [office] chair laughing. Co-workers: what's so funny? Me: umm.. this grade 2 Socia studies unit just cracks me up!
Oh my! Since I don't know you, and you don't know me, and I seem to be the only guy in here (except the Mayor, of course), I'm not going to say a word.
Cute kid, though! ;)
Oh geez. Priceless. I love that they're referred to as "Special Band-Aids". So far, I haven't had to give my tampons a euphemism.
Mamma stole my thunder! I was going to quote tamponcrafts.com. I plan to make a snowflake out of 'em this year....
I love that kid.
When sarah gets that way, I just tell her "I know, its SO difficult being 3."
That doesnt help, but it makes it funnier.
Very, very funny. Now tell me, when he opens his mouth that wide, how do your resist sticking your finger in it? OMG, not that I would EVER do that.
I am dying over here! He is too much (I think I write that line just about every day when I comment, don't I - but it is soooooo true!).
Love the photo!
the pneumonia has nothing on him.
and you sister, nothing stops you.
One of my friends has a daughter who was always convinced that those wrapped sticks in her purse were a treat and would beg and plead and throw a fit until she got one. Of course, when she finally did, she was beyond disappointed.
Awww. I LOVE this shot. Its always good to have photos like these for when they get older... Especially when they are adult children and its a week before Mother's Day, yes? heehee.
LMAO! Were you tempted to let him stick it up your butt? Just so he'd stop crying? Tell the truth....:)
THis is the perfect story for his 21st birthday party. Just make sure there are no windows he can jump out of.
In our house pads were special bandaids. It was especially nice when the girl wandered out of the bathroom when we had company adored with a few of them...
HHAA!! in your Dana???
And that thing with jingle bells on it has me scared.
LMAO!!!
I just tell Oee that Mommy wants some private time and she has no idea what a tampon is. Thank God for OB.
But, someday, I am sure, there will be some kind of embarrassing moment.
Like the time I had tested out a new razor and played with the idea of a landing strip.
*blushes* - omg.... we were in a line at the store and she was talking about penises and vaginas, quietly and then said, "you have hair on your gyna!" (That was bad enough.) "But, I don't, do I mommah... But.. you don't have very much."
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