Dana’s Disconcerting Insight

Two days ago as Dana was help­ing me wash dish­es, she blurt­ed out “Robi have penis.”

I paused mid-scrub. “Real­ly?”

Robi is our two-year-old neigh­bor and Dana’s favorite play­mate. They see one anoth­er quite a bit, but evi­dent­ly they have also seen quite a bit of each oth­er. As I was con­tem­plat­ing this devel­op­ment, Dana expound­ed on her orig­i­nal the­sis.

“Yes. Change dia­per, Robi have penis.”

“Robi got his dia­per changed and you saw that he had a penis?”

“Yes. Penis in dia­per.”

“That was very per­cep­tive of you, Dana.”

She smiled wide­ly and con­tin­ued to help me wash­ing dish­es.

I choose not to be dis­turbed that my two-year-old daugh­ter was think­ing about the fas­ci­nat­ing anatom­i­cal dif­fer­ences between men and women on Valen­tine’s day.

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