Four boys live in my house. Four boys who make noise, create mess, have selective hearing, and who have penises. Oh, and don’t they know it – but that’s another subject for another post…
I have no issues at all about calling things their correct names. I studied anatomy for four years; I know the correct name for pretty much every part of my body. I can tell my abductors from my adductors, and my masticator from my mandible.
But I still call it a willy.
Along the way, the boys will learn it’s anatomically correct name. Along with all the bits that go along with it, and their functions. They’ll learn that girls are different. Girls don’t have the same bits that they do. Us girls are missing something, but have a whole lot of other complicated bits. And they’ll learn what they need to know about those. The rest they can figure out for themselves sometime way in the future. Good luck with that, boys.
So for now, we call it a willy. And a giney. Because they call me mum, not mother. We say brekky and bubby. We like to have cute names for things. Including our bits.
Meanwhile, it took me years to get over my mum calling ours ‘front bottom’ and ‘back bottom’. I don’t recommend THAT.
What do you call it in your house?