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Calling a Spade a Spade

I grew up in a household where girl parts were called vaginas, boy

parts were called penises and pooping was called a bowel

movement. My parents believed in calling a spade a spade. There

was no mystical voodoo surrounding these perfectly natural parts

of life.

Imagine my surprise when I met and married my husband, only

to learn these ordinary words were taboo to him. In his puritanical

Victorian thinking, girl parts were girl parts, boy parts were boy

parts, and pooping was ding ding. No, I’m not kidding.

When we had children, I was unyielding that our daughters

learn the proper terms for both body parts and functions. He was

equally adamant they hear some watered-down version of the

truth. After much heated discussion, I finally agreed to let him

have his way, but only while the girls were very young. As

questions arose and curiosity developed, I vowed to arm them

with the correct scientific words. A sort of truce was called.

During the potty-training years, Margery came up with her

own terminology. She pottied out of her front door and pooped

out of her back door. This jargon stuck in our household. I

recently had a discussion with both girls where I introduced the

correct terms for their female bits. Both were pretty nonchalant

about the whole thing. They didn’t have any questions so we

seamlessly moved on to watching a show on the mating rituals

of seahorses.

I hope to always be open and honest with my children, even

if they venture into uncomfortable territory. From my

recollection, seventh grade seemed to be the age I hit my mom

with all kinds of forthright queries. For instance at the lunch

table, the boys began throwing around the word, “dildo,” like it

was the best word they’d ever heard.

When I got home from school one day, I asked my mom

what a dildo was. Without a blink, raised eyebrow, or demand

to know where I’d heard such a filthy word, she seamlessly

responded, “A dildo is a fake penis, honey.”

Wow, awkward. I dropped the subject right then and there.

While I wanted to know more, like, what in the heck do you do

with a fake penis? Who thought up such a crazy idea? And where

in the world would you buy something like this? It felt like a

change of subject was the best course of action.

Not too long afterwards, I asked her about the word douche.

It seemed when the boys weren’t calling each other dildos, they

were busy referring to each other as douches. My mom’s

explanation that a douche was a female hygiene product, did very

little to enlighten me on the reason this term was being bandied

about so often and apparently, incorrectly.

A couple months later, I inquired what it felt like to have an

orgasm. My mom thought for a minute before responding, “It’s

like having an itch and getting it good and scratched.” Needless

to say, I scratched my arm bloody that year and just didn’t get

what the big deal was.

I hope I can be as cool and informative as my mom was. I

mean, no one wants to talk to their children about this stuff, but

what an honor if your kids are comfortable enough with you to

ask you anything.

Margery and Hope’s cousin, Nikki, introduced them to the

word “wiener” last summer. OMG, they took to it with such

wild abandon I had to threaten them daily with, “If I hear the

word wiener one more time, I’m going to take away sweets for

the entire summer! NO MORE WIENERS!”

Then the son of one of my friends lost his swimming trunks

at the pool. This was the girls’ first sight of a boy’s business and

a slew of conversation ensued. Margery demanded to know why

that “little bit of stuff” on the front of a boy was called a wiener.

She insisted on knowing where the term came from. I did my

best to explain.

I’m not looking forward to all the uncomfortable dialogue

ahead, but I darn well plan on having it. After all, nothing can

be as bad as the summer of the wiener.

June 9 – RABT Reviews – Wrap Up

 

While attending the University of Illinois in Chicago, Whitney Dineen was discovered by a local modeling agent and began an unexpected career as a plus-size Ford model. She modeled in New York City before moving to Los Angeles with her husband.

During “The Hollywood Years,” Whitney was bitten by the writing bug and started creating characters that are inspired by strong women with a great sense of humor. Her first romantic comedy, She Sins at Midnight, won a silver medal in the 2015 Reader’s Favorite awards. Her second, The Reinvention of Mimi Finnegan, is a finalist in the 2016 RONE Awards, won a silver medal at the 2016 Reader’s Favorite Awards and won Honorable Mention at the London Book Festival. Her third chick-lit book, Mimi Plus Two, is causing all kinds of controversy and who the heck knows where it will land. Although, it was a finalist in the Reader’s Favorite Awards and a Runner-Up at the London Book Festival.

In addition to her love of chick-lit, Whitney has also written a series of adventure books for middle readers. The first two books in her series, Wilhelmina and the Willamette Wig Factory and Who the Heck is Harvey Stingle? are both available now. Book three, Beware of the Basement, is due to be released in the spring of 2017.

Whitney and her husband, Jimmy, have relocated to the beautiful Pacific Northwest to raise their children, chickens, and organic vegetables.

 

 

Contact Information

Website: https://whitneydineen.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Whitney-Dineen-11687019412/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/WhitneyDineen

Blog: https://whitneydineen.com/category/musings/

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/8145525.Whitney_Dineen

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