what a pretty 'lil pussy

some of you know that i have a now newly minted 7 year old daughter. yes, a 'lil princess in the making. but really, she already knows she's a queen, lol. being the mother of a daughter is quite interesting and challenging, as many of you already know. especially in these days and times. but for me, it's mainly contant joy. lots of giggles, hilarity, and mayhem.

we share alot as well. now, i'm not the kind of mom that shares everything, but if she asks a question, i answer it. i don't lie, there's not alot of "because i said so...", i'm pretty straitghtforward and only tell her what she needs to know, when and how i feel she needs to know it. and that's not always easy. to figure out what and how much is appropriate. especially when it comes to my health. to me, she's a little person (not an adult) with the capacity for critical thinking, processing, and understanding. we have some wonderful, intersting, and insightful exchanges, and it's been often where he insights have blown my mind. as kids do.

so i was taking a bath one day recently, and she walked in, like she always does, full of questions about this and that. i was a bit aggitated because this was to be my 'quiet time' and hubby was supposed to be keeping ms. busybody occupied. well, now that my me time is clearly over, i decide to get out of the tub. she loves to help me and is constantly looking for ways to do so. so she hands me my towel, gets my after bath goodies (oils, lotions, smell goods - yes, i'm that kind of woman) all ready for me. i step out and she helps me dry off. we go to the bath bench, sit, and while we're oiling my body, we start talking (as always...)

"mommy, some ladies have hair on their legs, and their arms, huh?
yes baby.
why?
because that's how god made them
hmpf. we don't have hair on our legs or our arms mommy.
nope."

there's silence for a few seconds as she hands me the powder. she loves putting powder on herself, i think because she's fascinated with how it 'floats'. anyway, she always begs to put the poweder on me, so i let her poweder my back. yes, i'm still naked. i don't have a problem with being naked in front of my daughter. yes, i'm vain not modest, and love to be naked. however, i am modest about it with her. but we are both female. my body will be her body. and there's nothing to be skittish or ashamed about. i teach her, show her to be comfortable with her body.

so we're oiling, powedering and all, then chatty cathy starts up again....
"mommy...
yes baby.
do all ladies have hair on their vagina?
most ladies do, but i believe that some don't.
like when you get your chemo and it goes away? quite sure of herself.
well, kinda. some just don't have any because they just don't. like how some don't have any on their legs and arms.
oh. does nana have hair on her vagina?
yep.
grandma?
i think so.
little girls like me don't though because we're little, right?" she says, very proud of herself for thinking so deeply. oye vay. i wonder breifly to myself where all this is coming from, and more importanly, where is it going. then she got a funny look on her face, very serious in a way. i got concerned because i thoguht she was going to ask a question that i could'nt answer, or wasn't ready to.

in a drop dead serious tone that all a 7 year old could muster, she asked..
" mommy, is my vagina pretty?
of course it is baby.
why is it pretty?
because it's like any other party of you that makes you pretty. like your brain because it makes you smart and funny. like your heart because it how you care and love. like muscles because they help make you strong. all thses things make you pretty and then more. your vagina maes you pretty because it makes you a girl. and girls are...."
STRONG!!!" she interrupts me loudly, proudly.

i teach her about girl power. that girls have a special strength just because they're girls. women. and her vagina, initially, is what makes her a girl. how to use that strength, that power, is what makes her a woman.

so, yes kitten, you have a pretty lil pussy.