I recognize that my blog has been focused on genitalia lately. What can I say? It is just where my kids are these days, I guess.
Tonight, Sonny (while on the toilet), asked me, “Does Connie have a penis?”
“No, honey, Connie is a girl, so she doesn’t have a penis,” I replied.
“Does Grandma Karen have a penis?” he asked, referring to Raging MIL.
“No honey, she is a girl too.” We’ll tackle transgendered issues later.
Then he brings out the heavy question.
“Does Optimus Prime have a penis?” He is so earnest in asking this, without a shred of humor in his voice. He really wonders.
“Sonny, Optimus Prime is a Transformer. He’s an Autobot, and he’s not real,” I say, in a rare moment of adherence to reality.
A pause.
“Does Optimus Prime’s penis look like your penis?”
Sigh.
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So, do your talking points include anything along the lines of, “Connie has a clitoris.”? (Sorry for the alliteration)
It’s amusing and healing to read this, O Raging Colleague.
How dare you. The nerve. To even suggest that Mr Prime is merely a figment of some old litle asian mans imagination, and to tell your son that. And of course he has a penis. Although I see how you may have mistook it for something else. But then it’s not everyday that you see lugg nuts and a monkey wrench dangling between someones legs.