Wednesday, December 15, 2010

My Reality

My husband and I have really quirky senses of humor.  Fortunately for both of us, they are similar enough that we appreciate, rather than become annoyed by, the silliness that runs rampant most days in our house.  And whether it's 'nature versus nuture', or 'leading by example', our kids each have a pretty solid sense of humor as well.  This, however, can sometimes backfire.

The youngest in my house is what you might call 'a character'.  Very different than her older sister, who tends to be a bit more laidback, the youngest is very adept at speaking her mind, often times causing us to have to stifle laughing because, as the 'parents', we're supposed to.  As I am the personality type that works better with an illustrating example, I present the following scenario:

Several months ago, I was getting ready for work in the bathroom.  Having just gotten out of the shower, and as it was my husband's turn to take our youngest to pre-K, she was sent upstairs to give kisses and say 'see ya later's.  Note that I tend to get ready in my house as if I live alone, so I am not modest by any stretch.  Having kids tends to eliminate your sense of modesty, and having two girls affords me this luxury...I have friends with sons who, much like my husband has to in our house, constantly duck for cover when exiting the shower for just a shred of privacy. 

I bend to hug my child, when she, as only a 4 year old can, asks me what 'those' are (pointing to my chest).  In my best 'don't make a big deal out of it and use technical terms' voice, I tell her.  She says, 'no, Mommy...the red things'.  I think some more, and then launch into a brief description of nipples and that all mammals have them, and that they serve a purpose, blah blah  Disinterested, she just smiles and kisses me on the cheek.  At this point, my husband is upstairs to collect our kid and get her to school.  As she turns to head downstairs, with her back to me, merrily bopping on her way and without missing a beat, she says 'see ya later, Red Boobs'.  As my husband steps into the hallway to cover his uncontrollable silent laughter, I unsuccessfully gather enough 'Mom' to announce, 'that's really fresh and not how young ladies talk to each other', hear her reply of 'sorry, Mommy', and then close the bathroom door and quietly crack up.'s like that.  I think we are in for a hell of a ride...


  1. Love it! And been there, let me tell you. Though since I had one girl and three sons I became modest long ago... But just wait till the teenage questions come. Those'll knock you for a loop.

  2. Hahahahahahahah, I can`t stop laughing. Im looking forward to more from you. I would also like to point out, as the Father of a BEAUTIFUL teenage daughter (And you have known me and my personality since Middle School) my alcohol consumption has gone up 4 fold... Though the questions are on a completely different level, they still have meaning and innocense where being a Parent first is sometimes hard to do thru the laughter

  3. My 9-year-old son has been hinting about my boobs lately. He says that it shouldn't matter if he sees them, since I've been telling him they're not a big deal since it's just a human body. In his mind, there's no difference in his mom's or other people's boobs.

  4. Money says he changes his mind in about 4 years, Marketa. LOL