Dear Mouthy Housewives,
What do you do when your 4-year-old daughter brings home her artwork from daycare and it looks like this?
I didn’t know what to say. I just stared at it for a few minutes, trying to keep my composure and not burst out laughing. After I had control of myself, I asked her about the drawing:
Me: Did you draw this at school today
Me: Where did you see that phrase “No Girls Allowed”
Daughter: It’s on a sign in our room
Me: Oh. Ok. Well what about this? What is this thing you drew?
Daughter: Scissors, mommy. I traced them.
Me (in my head): Thank you lord! Scissors, that’s great. Whew!
Me (outloud): Where are the handles?
Daughter: We went to the playground so I didn’t have enough time to trace the inside of the handles.
Oh, the innocence of a child!
Mind in the Gutter
Dear Mind in the Gutter,
First off, we are sisters of the same mind; mine lives in the gutter too. Let me share with you a picture of a baseball player my son brought home in Kindergarten:
The good news is that my son didn’t draw it. The bad news is that it was on master copy of the book and given to every kindergartener in the class, which means somewhere along the line, before this little learn-to-read book made it into the classroom curriculum, someone drew it in. That’s a lot less innocent than a child tracing scissors.
Evidently I was the first parent to ever notice the penis and point it out to the teacher. You can imagine how that conversation went: Oh hi, sweet, grandmotherly-type kindergarten teacher. Did you happen to notice the PENIS on the back of this book? A defining moment in my life for sure, having to point out a penis to this particular teacher. It was like showing Mother Teresa the centerfold in Playgirl magazine.
It sounds as if you handled the situation perfectly so I have no advice to give you. But perhaps other people can learn from you not to judge a drawing by its penis and to always ask a child about their drawing before jumping to perverted conclusions.