A Story She’ll Probably Make Me Delete When She Turns 12.
NikkiZ has a few things she’ll say once in awhile that we should probably discourage, or at least teach her to re-phrase, but they are so hysterically cute we just leave them as is.
Awhile ago, NikkiZ was petting Sweetie’s belly and started kinda creeping toward the area under the tail. Instead of trying to give her a canine anatomy lesson and explain what those parts were and why we shouldn’t touch them, MrZ just grouped it all into one word: Her Junk. He told NikkiZ that that was Sweetie’s “Junk” and we shouldn’t touch that. Now, of course, if anyone else is rubbing Sweetie’s belly, NikkiZ makes sure to point out to them, “That’s Sweetie’s Junk. We don’t touch Sweetie’s Junk.” We didn’t think there was anything quite as hysterical as her telling us that, but we always tried to keep a straight face as a response. Lord knows, if we laugh even a bit she’ll start yelling it to the hills because if it makes us laugh? She knows she must repeat it OVER and OVER again. In public.
Even with our good effort at not recognizing the use of the word “Junk” as funny in any way, she has still decided she simply likes the term. Even though she knows the correct words for the parts of her body, she has decided that she’d rather use the word “Junk” for herself as well. It’s easy to say and it is all-encompassing for males and females. Of course, the best is when she is hanging out with me while I take a bath and she reminds me to, “Wash your Junk, Momma!”
Thanks, dear. That is exactly why I had kids. To remind me of the important things like that.