It is a well-known fact that if you bring your children into the bathroom with you, they will play with your feminine hygeine products. In imaginative ways, often.
Although I make an effort to assert my need for privacy when Aunt Flo visits, sometimes children will witness the deed. A couple of weeks ago, when Aunt Flo was last at my house (oh, God...TMI), Jr. was one of these witnesses. For the first time, I believe. He was just starting his Klingon phase (which will be the end of me, but that's a whole other post) so he was attached to my leg no matter where I went. He particularly likes to play with tampons (all the pretty coloured packages with crinkly paper wrappers!), so he was intrigued to see me open one and use it. Or at least intrigued was my interpretation of the face he made. Maybe it was horror. Hard to tell in a 19-month-old.
So there I was this morning. Jr. woke early, I dragged myself out of bed and down the hall to fetch him from his room, and then brought him to my master bath so I could
I appreciate your helpful nature, bud, but maybe this is going a little too far. And besides, Aunt Flo isn't around this week. Thank heavens he didn't flip out because I didn't use it.
I have to start going to the bathroom by myself.
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There was a similar situation when my daughter found ear-cleaning sticks... Good heaven, I've just realized that I am lucky that she has never got to my "personal" belongings... I would have loads of questions to answer and lots of things to explain... And I feel I will face it all just a bit later...
Polina - thanks for coming by! (Or delurking, whatever the case!)
I've managed to duck the questions from the Princess so far. Hopefully that will continue. :)
Oh we have had the same thing... though it usually comes with the questions of, "mommy, why are you putting that in your tushy?" immediately followed by "why is that string hanging out of your tushy?"
I can handle those questions - but having them see the blood... not a good idea.
it's the observant ones that this is the worst with, i think. i have friends whose daughters just shrug it off - they've seen it, it's not important. mine? knows where they go, figured out how to press the plunger thingy to get them out and knows that when you're done with them, they get wrapped up in toilet paper. what creepiest is when she tries to use one, herself and i have to concern myself with whether a slender regular will actually work for her.
My grandfather had built himself his own private golf course on his 50 acres, complete with bunkers. While he enjoyed telling the odd dirty joke, he was basically a prude. One day he came into the house, absolutely red in the face, and all he could sputter out was "Jjjjjjjjjanet....your bbbbbboys". Seems my brothers had taken her box of tampons, used the cardboard tubes for castle ramparts in the sand bunkers, and strewn the cotton all over his fairway.
My daughter is exactly the same way. What I wouldn't give to go to the bathroom alone in my own house just once! Ahh, it's good to dream.
Bug gives me tampons all the time. He also can expertly apply a pantyliner to the front of his pjs and walks around the house wearing it. I think it's hysterical. Now, I just have to teach him to go out and buy them, so he'll be the perfect husband some day.
Hi Latte Mommy, I have been happily "lurking" since December when I heard you talking on our famed CBC radio one day. Just thought I'd say hello publicly and tell you how much fun your blog is to read and how oh so often I can totally relate to every word. keep it comin!!!
Jill - oh my! oh my! I'm glad I haven't gotten those questions. :)
ZJ - that Isobel, she's a smart one, isn't she? You're in trouble...
Panther - nice to meet you! Love the story, nearly peed my pants laughing!!
Diane - one day they'll be locking us out of the bathroom...
CM - the Bug rocks my world. :)
Lori - another delurker today! Wow, I'm so flattered! Thanks for hanging around for the last few months. Glad you don't think I'm totally crazy! *grin*
My first walked in on his godmother half-way through taking one out when he was 2.
I think his frist sentence ever was, "Casa ohhhh kaaaaaay?"
And then he cried. 8 years later, she is not recovered fully either.
One time my oldest walked in.. and man did I pay for it for like months later.. "mommy what is up there? why is it up there?" thankfully he has forgotten about it.. I used to die in embarassment.
Son is convinced that my t@mpons are "light sticks," and I have neither the heart nor the fortitude to teach him otherwise, though I do occasionally have to break his heart by refusing to show him how they turn on or to let him play with them.
Hi there! Here by way of OHMommy, and laughing hysterically! My 3 year old recently asked me what a tampon was, and thinking quickly, I told her it was for a boo-boo I had inside of me, that only grown-ups used. We then started really working on times when we all need a little privacy! It's so funny. You want them in there watching every move when you're wanting them to learn to go on the potty, but then we have to somehow break the habit! Can't wait to read more about you!
Also here via OHMommy, and I literally laughed out loud (I don't type LOL unless I actually laughed loud enough to scare the cats), too funny!
Rach and Maggie's Mind - thanks so much for dropping over to visit! So nice to see new faces! I'll be by to check out your blogs as well. :)
Oh dear. My mom and aunt took me and my two cousins to Disneyland once when we were little. My younger cousin and I saw the "feminine napkins" dispenser, and were proudly reporting that we could get napkins in the bathroom. Yeah...we so didn't get it.
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