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Sep. 22nd, 2006 09:56 amI forgot to mention the cute thing that happened at Walgreens the other day (probably because I was so flummoxed by the price I was being charged). I went to the "Sanitary/Hygiene" aisle (side note: I hate this particular euphemism. Might as well go back to declaring menstruating women "unclean!" And why are pregnancy tests, ovulation predictors and condoms stocked there, anyway?) and picked up a box of ovulation predictor sticks. Rosa asked me what they were.
I said, "They're to tell me when my body is making an egg."
She pondered this for a minute, and asked, "Why do you want to know? Is it because you want to have a baby?"
I told her it was, and internally cheered. Yay! My approach to sex ed and anatomy lessons is working! I have also been somewhat worried that I'll be hearing from Ray: "What's this about a baby?" but fuck that for a game of whatevers (I forget the idiom).
ETA: A game of soldiers. It suddenly came to me.
I said, "They're to tell me when my body is making an egg."
She pondered this for a minute, and asked, "Why do you want to know? Is it because you want to have a baby?"
I told her it was, and internally cheered. Yay! My approach to sex ed and anatomy lessons is working! I have also been somewhat worried that I'll be hearing from Ray: "What's this about a baby?" but fuck that for a game of whatevers (I forget the idiom).
ETA: A game of soldiers. It suddenly came to me.