The day my son noticed that I was different down there, ill never forget.
Target restroom. The handicapped stall. He's about 2 1/2... He's finished and standing next to my purse at the door as I'm hovering, and I stand straight to wipe and he yells, "eeeeewww mommy!!!! What is that? What's that?? What is that? Why is it furry??!!"
Them walks over to get a closer look. Like really close. Too close. Ugh. Lol
I have thought about this and I'm not sure how I'll go about things. Me and Charlie take baths together because I love watching him splash around and well, he's too big for his baby tub now. We have a long ways to go before we get there. I'm sure in the beginning I'll just explain that girls and boys are different, then let dad handle it. haha