I was tucking my darlings into bed when the oldest one told me, “Mom, some people have nicknames for their vulvas. I’ve decided to call mine ‘vagina’.”
I replied that isn’t surprising because many people call vulvas ‘vaginas’, but that the vagina is inside the body and not seen, while most people don’t know that everything on the outside is even called a vulva, so they get them confused.
She thought about this for a while. Peer pressure is pretty important, and she had to decide whether she was going to believe her friends or her mom. Dilemma.
Meanwhile, the youngest one asked, “Mom, when do I get a vagina?”
“You already have one sweetheart. You were born with it.”
Me: “In fact, you had one before you were born.”
She: “Awesome!” and got up to do the dance of excitement preschoolers do when they learn something new.
Then they asked if they could see what a vagina looked like. At that point, I realized we were well into bedtime stalling techniques.
This morning, C-minor tried distracting me from getting her to eat her vegetables by asking me what colour of blood various animals had. Now you know how to distract me- ask anatomy questions.