Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Boys are Born This Way

So, I've noticed a preoccupation with my son over the last year or so. Actually, it's been longer than a year that I've noticed it, but over the last year, I think it has become really apparent. It's not just Jackson, Cole has begun to show signs of obsession with this particular thing. The preoccupation is...the wiener. I mean, come on! I guess this is just something ingrained in them from the time they were born. Around six months of age, both my boys became nearly impossible to diaper, as they had found the other appendage down there. But last night Jackson did something particularly funny. My best friend bought the boys some bubble guns. They are little toy guns that go into a holster you can fill with bubbles. Pull the trigger and they blow bubbles. Well, Jackson was getting ready for a bath, and he thought it would be funny to hook that bubble holster onto the zipper of his jeans. He comes into the kitchen where I am, and says, "Mom, look. I have the biggest wiener in the world! Isn't that cool?" What is with the male species and taking pride in that particular are of anatomy?
And, it's not just that area. My boys have a great fascination with "boobies". Jackson will sometimes randomly just yell the word out, and he and Cole just giggle. Such a taboo word for a four-year old. So, this got me thinking, "Is this really how God designed my sweet precious babies?"-to be like every other man in the world-ugh! My dad used to say all men are scum, of course, in high school and college, I totally disagreed, but now...well, I see exactly what he meant. Their curiosity for the female body must just come naturally. Of course, this terrifies me. I see this as a huge battle to keep my boys from letting this curiosity turn into lust. I'm not naive, I know this battle is impossible and that to avoid lust would be perfection. While I sometimes think my boys are perfect, I know they aren't. I know this area of sin is a struggle for all men. So, my prayer for them right now is a prayer of a pure heart...pure heart, pure mind, pure body.
Psalm 119:9-12 says, "How can a young man keep his way pure? By living according to the word. With my whole heart, I have sought you; Oh, let me not wander from your commandments. Your word, I have hidden in my heart that I might not sin against you. Blessed are you, O Lord! Teach me your statutes!"


  1. Oh dear, I know exactly what you mean. Owen's newest obsession is calling by as many different "funny" names he can think of. It went from being we-we, to winker, and now, it's wacker. Seriously?! I can't even begin to imagine how he comes up with this stuff...and the boobs, oh the obsession. I think it's just because it's something that is different...we are obviously the only ones in our immediate families that have them, so they have to figure out what they are. When Owen was about 2 1/2 he told me he wanted to grow up and have boobies just like me. I was mortified!

  2. We're right there with you Steph. We've had to learn to diaper FAST and make sure there's nothing in Henry's hands while doing it or it will end up on his wiener and then forever be called "bear wiener" "george wiener" etc. And now that he's potty training... It's the best part of his day, because it's like he has permission to mess with it! No one ever told me how fun little boys are!

  3. Hahaha...this totally brought back memories of you in the hospital when Jackson was born and Creed singing "I like your pe***, I like your pe***"----oh my gosh, I am dying laughing right now!!!!

    side note: I know pe***is not a bad word, I just wanted to make sure that if someone googles that word your blog doesn't pop up (Pun intended :)