Body Parts, Part III

Body Parts, Part III

         

 

       Adam and I were both heading for the bathroom at the same time one day. I merely needed to run a brush through my tangled mop and it would take me about seven seconds to do it. He had to pee and that would probably also take only seven seconds so I asked if he cared if I just brushed while he peed. He was only six years-old but still, I didn’t want to appear rude. He said that it was fine if I wanted to be in there at the same time and that he wouldn’t look. Huh? As I register this statement I glance over at the little boy standing in front of the toilet. The boy who was peeing using one hand and had the bottom of his shirt pulled up so that he could block the sight of me brushing my hair with his other hand. To my way of thinking this was backward considering that I exposed none of my body and he had. But he was being a little gentleman by averting his eyes so as to not watch me while he was peeing. Never let it be said that Adam isn’t considerate of other’s comfort levels.

        

         My children were getting ready for school one day, the twins were in kindergarten and had been dressing themselves for a while by then. Adam, in his all-knowing way says to me that I have never seen him naked. Huh? Ok, then. I explained to my confused little child that I had seen him naked every single day of his blessed little life, I had changed countless diapers, given innumerable baths to him, been peed on by him so many times that I was clearly his marked property so he was, in fact, wrong about that. His eyes got huge but his face gave nothing away, he was not ready to concede just yet. He looked me in the eye as I stared back at him and he said ‘Nope’. The witty banter had begun and I was not going to be left out. My snappy comeback was ‘Uh-huh’. As we continued the war of words, he began taking off his pajammies to get dressed for school. I let him continue until he was buck naked and I said, ‘Young man, I’m seeing you naked again right this minute’. He looks down at his starkness and looks back up at me, we are smirking at each other, he’s finished here and he knows it. He grabs his clothes and zips to the other room. Too late, I’ve finally seen my 5 year-old child naked.

 

          We were watching ‘Up’ for probably the 3,422 time one evening and my son Adam asked me about a part in the beginning. Ellie and Carl want to have babies but unfortunately find out that Ellie isn’t able. I start to explain that some men and some women aren’t able to have children through no fault of their own and that it is a sad thing. He needed more than that. ‘Why can’t some people have babies?’.  I try to explain that some people have an issue with their body and that it prevents them from being able to have children. This conversation goes on for a while and no way am I having the sex talk with Adam, he would have so many questions that we’d never be finished with it. As we close our discussion on the matter he looks at me and says with a little laugh that reminds me of a crotchety old man, ‘Heh! Nothing wrong with your body, is there?’ I have been pregnant twice and both were planned, having twins was not planned but in all I have three children and one of those children is making it sound like I’ve had a litter or two or that I just have no control of myself and pop out babies left and right. I felt a little dirty after that talk.