So far, I've managed to successfully avoid the subject matter of S-E-X with my four year old. There was the one time I was in the bathroom, and he asked "Why do you have fur down there?", but otherwise I've successfully evaded the whole thing. No talk of "where do babies come from?" No "what were you and Daddy doing?" moments. He says "Boys have a willy - girls don't", as if that completely sums it up and there doesn't need to be further questions.
We've been dealing with death in the past couple months - first, with my grandfather, and recently with Jim's uncle, who lost his battle with cancer. I would have liked to shield Dylan from the subject of death for just a little bit longer, but I had no choice. I told him what I believe in simple terms.
I was shocked recently when he suddenly said, "I can't wait to die". "WHAT?!", I fairly squealed, hoping I had heard him wrong. "I can't wait to die", he repeated. "Why did you say that?", I asked, willing my heart to stop beating so fast. "Well, then I'll know what God looks like", he answered.
Death? God? Heaven? I'm beginning to think S-E-X would be an easier topic.