Mommy, I Found My Pee Pee!

Mommy I found my pee pee - Photo: peekaboodesigns.com

Mommy I found my pee pee – Photo: peekaboodesigns.com

Happy Wednesday!
As a parent, many are the opportunities to experience the sheer wonders of parenthood, along with all the discoveries that come with it. Here we are, as guides to our little ones, marveling at their goo-goo-gagas, exclaiming at their firsts in life, teaching them to navigate this world…And it’s all fine and dandy…until they start teaching us about some slightly more delicate topics to navigate around…

Well, hummmm, that’s exactly what’s happening to yours truly as I’m faced with the interesting, albeit slightly awkward, new discovery of my baby boy! The pee pee, the wee wee, yes in other words, his masculine reproductive apparel! Growing up in a rather conservative family in West Africa with only one male (against a boatload of females), no one really bothered to explain to me this rather interesting part of raising boys…

From early morning diaper changes with a rather elevated state of things, if you see what I mean, to the constant touching and playing with the lil’ pee pee, what’s a new mommy to a lil’ guy to do? Well, after repeated admonitions like “Young man, let’s bring things down!”, or “That is your pee pee, not a toy!”, right down to “Boy keep your hands to yourself please!”, I did come to the realization that the saying does hold true: boys will be boys! And as much as this is a natural occurrence, how does one, especially one with a slightly different reproductive apparel, go about teaching the little ones about keeping their hands off the…hummm…wee wee? I thought these talks did not have to happen for another decade…

And it’s all the more fun, really, when your toddler looks at you with smiley eyes and proceeds to tell you in toddlerese language; “well, it’s my pee pee, and I will do what I please with it…it’s called the terrible two’s and I started at birth!” Hummm…

So I called the man at the origin of half of this natural, albeit interesting, nudge of Nature, Mr Daddy himself….And maybe that’s why there are supposed to be two parents, so I can have the talk with Dear Daughter in about a decade while he teaches Dear Son that “thou shalt not play with your pee pee in front of a lady”…

To each his own, I guess…

Happy Wednesday!

Love Always, Miss Awa

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