Practicing what I preach
On Friday, while heading home from REI, Milo and I were listening to the 5:20 Funny on KMTT. He really likes listening to the comedians, even if he only understands about 30% of what they talk about.
Sometimes, he has questions about the jokes, but most of the time he just listens and laughs and that’s about it.
Friday, the comedian was talking about sex, much of it bleeped out, but not the word “condom.”
I was thinking Milo might ask what a condom is, and he did, but not until the guy mentioned they come in different colors and flavors!
“What is a condom?” came piping up over my seat.
I had to laugh.
I’ve been using telling your seven year old what a condom is as an example of something that might be a bit too much information for his age, but won’t really cause any psychological damage.
So, I told him.
And I have to tell, you, all my practice explaining to you all how to explain to your kids what a condom is paid off.
Remember, my guy knows that sometimes people have make love or have sex because it feels good to their grown up bodies.
I was calm, cool and collected. I told him what it is, why men use it and it’s not something he needs to worry about for a long time.
He wanted to know why they come in different colors. I just said because it makes them more fun…then I changed the subject.