Poetry Friday WORD for tomorrow is a sexy, free-stylin’ thang….
Boy-child came home from school the other day, sighed, and mumbled, “We started Repro today.”
I misunderstood him and thought they were watching that Emilio Estevez movie.
“Repo?”, I asked.
“NO, Mooooom…repRo…y’know…reproductive health.”
I knew it was coming, and yet, still, seeing my 10-year old standing in the kitchen with his eyes full of confusion and questions and “yuck!”, it startled me. My “baby” was learning about “babies” and parts and hormones and puberty, and while I’m up for answering any question, it was still a little nerve-wracking.
That being as it may, the Poetry Friday Word for tomorrow is…whatever you want it to be, SO LONG as it has to do with “repro”…choose a word about boy/girl parts (proper Latin or vulgar American, I don’t care, it’s your blog), talk about when you first learned about sex, draw a diagram of what your mom said periods would be like, whatever floats your little-man-in-a-boat when you think of that anxious time in 4th grade (or whenever) when you left childish things behind and learned how your parents and teachers and neighbors “did it”.
My favourite Repro question of Boy-child’s so far: “Mom, uh…do girls use deodorant?”
My favourite Repro statement of Boy-child’s so far: “OH! So THAT’S why there’s all those things under the bathroom sink! (Pause. Shudder.) Yuuuuck!”