Wednesday Words of Advice

If you teach your children the proper names for their private parts- be prepared for embarassment.

About two years ago Sister was having accidents at daycare so her teacher called me to tell me she suspected a bladder infection.  So I called the doctor and made an appointment.  I then called the daycare teacher back to tell her I would be picking up Sister in a couple of hours.  Sister was assured by her teacher that I would pick her up soon and take her to the doctor so the doctor could make her feel better.

A little while later, the daycare teacher's assistant arrived while the children were all outside playing.  Sister spotted her across the yard and proceeded to yell, in her loudest voice:

"Hey Jen, my mom's coming to pick me up to take me to the doctor so he can fix my vagina!"  And if that wasn't enough- Jen didn't hear what she said and asked her to repeat it- before the teacher could cut her off.  Sister repeated the whole thing.  Oh dear.

Sister and I had a little talk later that day- not everyone wants to know what's going on with our body- so we will keep it between us.  And that worked for a while, until she decided to talk about "it" in the grocery store one day...

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