Ah crap. I just got a phone call from the dad across the ally. Apparently our four year old daughter and his four year old son have been exploring each
other's extremities, and I don't mean fingers and toes.
What to do? What to do?
This is a guy who is, how shall I say, um, very protective of his adorable
son. He really is - adorable I mean. There is no sarcasm in that. However to say that dad is over protective is just a slight exaggeration.
On the other hand, to say that we're negligent would also be just a slight exaggeration - I mean in comparison to the other young parents in our neighbourhood. Of course I was the same with our first set of kids, now 32 and 28. With our second bunch however, we've kind of come to the conclusion that "They'll probably survive." The fact is, with five little kids, we're on overload. We've got two eight year old boys, two seven year olds - boy and a girl and one four year old girl. I can say with reasonable confidence that they won't drink poison or light any major fires, but anything beyond that is pretty much speculation and hope.
It's the same regarding sexuality. While we encourage respect and a "put that down" attitude when it comes to holding someone else's penis, the kids still run around naked after a bath or in the morning while getting dressed. So to get excited because of "natural" exploring is just not as big a deal to me as it is to this dad.
So, I guess I have to have ANOTHER talk with our dear little girl. (No, this is not the first time). She is a live one, I'll grant you that. Any boy who dates her had better have his act together or she'll just devour him. But of course you can't just go around putting your hands into other people's pants. Not while dad's at home anyway :-)
Ah me, life is hard.
Showing posts with label sex in the city. Show all posts
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Tuesday, August 4, 2009
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