We were sitting on our separate toilets when Tornado E noticed a “new” part of his anatomy.
Tornado E: Mommy, what are these?
He was tugging on his balls.
Me: They are your testes. Or some people call them balls.
Tornado E: (His hands still moving and manipulating his sack.) What are they?
Me: Your testes or balls.
Tornado E: (He sperates them to notice there are actually two.) What are they? (for?)
Me: They’re part of your penis. All boys have them. I’ll explain more when you get older.
Tornado E: (He stops to look at me to emphasize his question.) What do they DO?
Me: Well . . . um . . . they’re for makingbabies. (cough)
Tornado E: That’s weird! I go potty now! But when I’m older I’ll make babies!
Me: Sure. (We’ll go with that for now. I wasn’t expecting those questions until I was pregnant again.) Are you done peeing now?
Beyond the door, in the office, I hear faint chuckling. Next time, I’ll tell Tornado E to ask his Father.