There is no shortage of laughter in our lives.Last night, we had all gathered around the table for dinner - when Bradley decided the course the conversation would take. He stood up in his chair - grabbed his crotch and the following dialogue occurred:
Bradley: Mommy, I want you to rip my Peedie off and throw it down the drain!
Me: Why would you want me to do that?
Bradley: I don't YIKE my peedie - I want a new one!
(The moment had come. It was all my fault! I shouldn't have let him wear those stick on earrings. I shouldn't have painted his nails! Karah's headband that he wore from 18 months to 2 1/2 should have been taken away! The 20/20 special of gender confused children flashed in my mind.....it was coming......he wants a vagina!)
Me: (hesitantly) You want a new one?
Bradley: Yes - I want a HUGE one....like Daddy!
Me: (trying to control myself) Well, when you get bigger - your peedie will get bigger too. Someday you will have a big peedie.
(The entire time we were discussing "the item" of business - he had his hands on it - flipping it around.....one of the joys of boys).
Bradley: Look Mommy! It's getting bigger already!!!!!
(Tom dropped his fork - and whispers "I thought that wasn't supposed to happen until they are teenagers.) I didn't know who to laugh the hardest at.
This morning the first question out of Bradley's mouth was "Has it grown yet?"
Hopefully this is a short lived phase....shorter than the phase of him demanding to be called "Karah".
Regardless, our lives will continue on as usual. He will be able to paint his toes, wear stick on earrings and headbands as much as he likes. My entry in today's gratitude journal will read,
- "I am thankful my son wants a big peedie."
- "I am thankful I didn't circumcise my son. Then he would REALLY feel ripped off.
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