He sat in the swing at the new park and I pushed him back and forth, back and forth.
“Mommy! Up sky!”
I pushed him higher.
“Mommy, I see pretty trees, and a swide, and birds, and a baby!”
“Yes,” I answered, “this park has a lot of things to look at. I see a sandbox over there.”
“And Mommy? I will tell you some-ing. I see ladies and some mans!”
“Yes, there are ladies and men here and children just like you.”
“Uh-huh Mommy,” he nods in agreement before refocusing on the feel of the swing going back and forth.
“And Mommy? I will tell you some-ing one more time. Mans have penises but ladies do not have penises. But I have a penis! And Daddy has a penis!”
I nod my head. I’m pretty sure this conversation is audible to the penis-less ladies swinging their children beside us.
“And Mommy? You are a lady. But I am a boy. But you are a gul. So you not have a penis. But guls have bottoms. And boys have a penis AND a bottom!”
I nod my head again. The other moms have decided to go play at the sandbox away from the swings. It’s probably a coincidence.
“And Mommy? Mommy, are you listening?”
“Yes sweet boy, I’m listening.”
“But it’s ok, Mommy, if you not have a penis. We can get one at the store for you.”
“Oh, I didn’t know that,” I reply as I continue to search for the correct way to respond.
“Yes, Mommy,” says my toddler with a defining nod.
“Would you like to get out of the swing now?” I ask.
After pondering my question, he says, “Ummmm no. You can just push me.”
There was silence now as I pushed him higher and higher. We felt the breeze blow and heard birds chirping. Sounds of children’s laughter drifted up into the air and I felt a sense of calm and relaxation.
“And Mommy? You ‘member I peed in the ice cream? And I peed in the potty? And I peed in the floor? You ‘member Mommy?”
“Yes, I do remember that. You pee in a lot of places.”
“And Mommy, you ‘member that one day I was a baby?”
“Yes, you were a baby but now you are a big boy.”
“Yes, that’s right! And Mommy…”
“Look! Your friend is here! Would you like to get out of the swing and play?”
“Oh yes Mommy yes yes!”
As I help him get down from the swing and watch him run off, he turns to me as says, “Mommy, I am going away. You stay right here, Mommy.”
And so began our morning at the park. Luckily, this exchange was followed by a visit with a Mommy friend and coffee. Who doesn’t love starting their day with a play date, gorgeous weather, and a conversation about penises?