E: Mommy, what's a penis?
Me: I'm sorry, what? Did you just ask me what a penis is?
Me. Oh. Okay then, a penis is a boy's private parts.
E: Oh. Ewww.
Me: So, why are you asking me what a penis is?
E: Because V was walking around talking about penises today.
Me: Oh. Okay.
E: Mommy, why was V walking around talking about penises?
Me: I don't know. I guess because she knows what one is and wanted to tell everybody about it?
E: Yeah, I guess so. So, I can go around saying "penis, penis, penis" at school?
Me: Um, no. That's probably not a good idea.
E: Why not?
Me: Well, penis isn't a bad word, but it's not really one you just walk around using in every-day conversation. It's more of a word that you use when it's something you need to talk about.
E: Well then, can I walk up to Jasper and say, "Hey Jasper, how's your penis doing today?"
Me: No, that's probably not a good idea either.
Me: (Turns the music up.)**
*The best part of this conversation was getting to see the look on my husband's face when I relayed it all to him.
**I also know how ironic this is, as someone who worked as the PR person for the Louisiana HIV/AIDS program for four years and who regularly had conversations about and wrote about penises, vaginas, fluids, and discharge. I just was never sure how to broach the subject with E, as I didn't want her to be the girl who walked around school saying "penis, penis, penis."