This is, nearly ten years later, still my favorite favorite story about one of my kids. It has two related parts, based on the following fact:
When my daughter was five, she was fascinated with the fact that boys have penises and girls don't.
(1) She used to ask my husband if she could see his whenever he was getting into or out of the shower. One day, she asked him if she could see it when he was just sitting in the living room reading. The answer was, of course, no (giving her a glimpse when already naked is quite different from stripping for her in the living room
), which my husband phrased as "no, because I don't have it with me; I took it off and left it in the bathroom." She went running to the bathroom and came back confused because she couldn't find it. Explanation of the non-removability of body parts ensued.
(2) One day, she took a deflated balloon left over from a birthday party she'd been to and stuck it inside the waistband of her pants, so that it hung over the edge, like a penis. She was delighted with it, and wore it for days. She asked *everybody* if they wanted to see her penis. (That made for quite a lot of delightfully perplexed and often horrified looks on visitors' faces.)
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