Normal curiosity

On the way to our favorite fruit and veggie store, there is a store that sells fetish wear for men, catering to the gay community we live right in the middle of. Their storefront usually shows male mannequins dressed in nothing but the most revealing underwear. And they are always well endowed. There are also a few sex shops on the other side of the street. So I knew that sooner or later, I will have to answer interesting questions from my son. But I didn’t expect them to come from a 2-year-old.

Yesterday, as we walked in front of the fetish wear store, my son stopped in his tracks and pointed at the storefront, struggling to find the right words:

- They… They… (Oh oh! What is he going to ask?) They have… Ears!
- Oh!, I said, laughing at myself for thinking he was old enough to ask questions about why these guys were in their underwear. They’re antlers. They made a Christmas display and put antlers on the mannequins as if they were reindeers.

Then on the way back, he stopped again in front of the window. This time, I was not even tense, knowing (I thought) what he would say:

- They have antlers!
- Yes, they do.
- Do they have shirts on (oh oh!)?
- They have sleeveless shirts, yes.
- What do they have on their legs (there we are)?
- Nothing, they’re only wearing underwear.
- They have penises!
- (Sigh!) Yes, they have penises because they are men.

Seriously, I’m not really embarrassed by these questions or any other he could ask. I’m pretty open, and when he asks the real questions, I’ll try to give him the real answers. And luckily, because I speak French with him, it makes it easier to deal with awkward situations because I know my chances are pretty good that noone will understand me. So I don’t have to deal with other people’s judgment on top of not knowing what to answer, for instance, when he asks me about people in wheelchairs or on crutches.

But I do find it funny that at only 2, he’s already noticing that men in their underwear is not the kind of things you usually see on the street…

2 Responses to “Normal curiosity”

  1. Danielle Says:

    Un soir, Elana commence à sérieusement examiner sa féminité et me demande de lui dire comment s’appelle telle ou telle partie… Bien sûr, je lui explique ce qu’elle veut savoir, et tout à coup j’entends une voix: Tasse-toi, maman!! Je vois rien!!!”

    C’était Jérémie qui voulait voir, tant qu’à y être, les mystères de sa petite soeur. Il en a profité pour explorer son propre corps et quand je suis sortie, j’ai entendu Nana qui disait: “Tu montres encore ton gland?”

    C’est très drôle!! Et tellement sain! Ils manifestent une curiosité, on y répond, et ils sont satisfaits. Mais c’est vrai qu’ici, à l’école, je ne sais pas comment les maîtresses réagiraient en entendant mes enfnats parler de vulve ou de pénis… Ici, on dit le zizi et la foufoune…


  2. sophie Says:

    Oui, ici aussi c’est plus prude qu’au Québec… J’étais crampée de rire en fin de semaine quand mon fils s’est mis à demander à son grand-père: “Est-ce que c’est ton pénis? (en pointant sûrement son entre-jambes, mais j’ai préféré ne pas vérifier et le laisser se débrouiller avec la question, j’ai pensé qu’il serait moins mal à l’aise si je regardais ailleurs). Est-ce que grand-maman a un pénis? Est-ce que ma tante a un pénis?” Je ne crois pas que mon beau-père s’attendait à ça, mais il a très bien réagi et a répondu calmement, sans lui faire sentir que ce n’était pas une question à poser, et j’ai bien apprécié.