Monday, December 10, 2012

having boys

Caia received a new toy at an early family Christmas party this year. It's a cow that shakes and giggles when you push its nose. And of course, because it is designed for a 12 to 18 month old, the boys are fascinated with it. I was fine letting them play with it until the other day in the van. We were on our way home from somewhere when a small voice filled with laughter called out to me from the back, "Mom. The cow is tickling my bird!" To which I promptly replied, "That's not what the cow is for buddy." (And yes. I am one of those moms who doesn't use the proper terms for anatomy. I never planned to be this mom but this is where I find myself.)
I tried to not make it into a big deal. But it was my first experience with one of my boys and that type of thing. I was partly horrified, thinking, "Not yet! I'm not ready for this." And I was partly resigned,  thinking, "Of course. What boy wouldn't put a laughing, vibrating toy cow in his lap?" And so it begins.
The cow no longer travels in the car with us.

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