On Sunday morning, Isabella (she’s 5) and I are delighting in watching the Scholastic Book video collection. These are classic childrens’ books re-told on video. Some of the stories are timelessly awesome (Harold and the Purple Crayon), others are wretchedly-’80s horrible (not naming names).
Isabella desperately wants to watch “In the Night Kitchen” because she knows the book. And, it has a naked boy. Naked. Full Frontal.
Iz: He’s Naked!
Me: Ok. I don’t know what you’re thinking. But, trust me, that’s not a big deal.
I push the PLAY button.
Iz: But, he’s naked.
Me: Honey, yeah. But…
Me: Much less of a big deal than you may think. Boys don’t need that extra pressure.
Iz: Hahahaha! You can see his butt!!
Me: Oh… His butt…