Made in China

On the way to school this morning, we had to stop at a gas station. Jack had to use the bathroom. It was a one-seater, so we went in together. As he was doing his business, he asked me if everybody pees out of a penis.

Me: "No, only boys do that."

Jack: "What do girls do then?"

I'll be honest here. I couldn't remember the name of the specific hole that a girl pees out of, which is probably okay because if he goes around 4K saying "urethra" and "vulva" I'm probably going to get a phone call. So I said, "Boys have a penis, and girls have a vagina."

He thought for a minute, and then said, "Does that mean that all girls are made in China?"

Me (laughing): "No, girls are not made in China... well, wait, some girls are made in China, but not all girls."

Jack: "Were you made in China?"

Sigh.

Sex Ed for 5-year-olds

So a few weeks ago, Jack asked me how babies get out of their mommies' bellies. I don't make up special words for body parts. I said, "Mommies have a special hole in their bottoms called a vagina, and that's how the baby gets out."

So he asked me to see a photo. I told him I would find him one some time, and we dropped the subject.

Temporarily.

A few days later he asked me when I was going to show him a picture of that "pothole." "What?" I said.

Jack: "The pothole."

Me: "Pothole?"

Jack: "You know the pothole that the baby comes out of."

So I told him I'd show him soon. And we dropped the subject.

Temporarily.

I was getting ready to tuck Jack in one night, and he brought it up again. So I asked Aunt Kristen, who was on the internet, if while we were brushing his teeth she would find an age appropriate picture of a baby being born that we could show Jack. She did:

It's better than the first image that she selected which can be found here.

Jack laughed hysterically, and told Caid to come look at the "pothole." And Caid said, "Jack, that's not called a pothole... That's a Virginia."

And that ends our sex ed lesson for the day.

Forgiveness

Jack:  Mommy, is God still gonna forgive me and Caid?

 Me: Of course he is, Jackie. God always forgives you.

Jack: Well what if he forgets this time?