We had one of our friend’s sons spend the night with us last night. He is a fun nine year old and he and my boys were having an awesome time. Mr. 1969 had all three boys for most of the day as I spent Saturday in NYC with my brother and Mama 1969 celebrating her birthday.
Mr. 1969 picked me up from downtown Philly and as we were driving home, all three boys were laughing and playing in the backseat. I started talking to Mr. 1969 and we filled each other in on our day. The music was playing and it seemed that everyone in the car was talking at the same time. All of a sudden my acute mother hearing (2nd only to doberman pinchers and creatures in the Amazon rainforest) heard the following “if a girl has her period, she can get pregnant” and it didn’t come from either of my boys.
SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECH. Party done.
Instantly, I shut the music off, told Mr. 1969 to pause mid-sentence and turned all the way around and said ”Hey guys, I don’t think this is a conversation we need to be having right now in the car. What do we want for dinner?”.Hey, it was all I could think of on short notice without putting that kid out on the curb and banning him from ever seeing my kids again. It worked and all talking turned to discussions of Chik-Fil A.
As I drove home, Mr. 1969 kept giving me the “don’t lose your cool eye” which could be confused with the evil eye or side eye since they all look the same when you’re angry. As the kids played Wii in the living room, we talked in the kitchen in hushed tones.
I was disturbed. Mr. 1969 was not. His argument was that the boy didn’t say anything that was wrong. What he said was factual. Now while I agreed that we should not make a big deal out of what he said or make the child feel uncomfortable, I admit that it bothered me. I am far from a prude and I am a huge advocate of giving your child the correct information about their bodies and well, life. We have a very open policy as far as this line of questioning goes. I would much rather my kid hear things from us than to learn about it in the
back seat of a car streets.
However, like I said, my spidey senses were tingling until that boy walked out my front door this morning. He is the sweetest little kid and he was no trouble at all. However, I had my trained eye on him. He has three older brothers who range from college aged to 13 so I am sure he has been exposed to a few lively discussions. I understand, but my soon to be 9 year old is a kid in every sense of the word.
This morning when tv was on, our guest wanted to watch music videos….my son wanted to watch Pokemon or Young Justice. See what I’m saying? I know I can’t shelter my boys from everything but DAMN…..can a kid just enjoy being a kid for as long as possible? I know that all of this is inevitable and right around the corner but I sure as hell was not ready for it on Saturday night. Can’t I have until he’s at least 10? I am still picturing this:
Somebody pray for me. Cause between this and the Wu-Tangs purchasing a motorcycle and riding it up and down my street….I am going to need divine intervention.