Anatomy for Seven-year-olds…
Or, the best euphemism ever for, um, male apparatus.
It started with a bathtub conversation. My seven-year-old granddaughter, Chloe, asked me how, when “boys marry boys” or “girls marry girls,” they have babies.
I have always tried to answer kids’ questions as honestly as possible while keeping it age-appropriate. I told her when two men have babies they might have a “surrogate,” a woman who has a baby for them, or they might adopt a child.
Women can adopt, as well. In both cases there might be children from earlier marriages to the opposite sex. Women can also, I said, have babies through “donor insemination,” where the get a man’s “sperm” to help them make a baby.
Chloe considered all this for a few minutes. (I also firmly believe in answering only the question that’s asked, then waiting for the next question.)
Finally: “Does that involve a boy’s “wiener” or “ding dong…? or, giggling, “Disco ball?”
I was laughing so hard I couldn’t answer. I know it’s silly and nearly meaningless but, after giving her credit, I’m owning it.