Peanuts????

About a year ago, we went on a carriage ride pulled by a magnificent draft horse. Nicole was amazed by the horse. We bought her a toy Breyer-sized draft horse. Upon opening the package, we both chuckled since the toy is anatomically correct. And I feared that one day she would ask me the name of that part. I am not a prude by any means, but how am I going to describe that.

Privates, private parts, man-thing, big willie and the twins, penis....I know all the experts say penis, but the thought makes me nervous. I am afraid my wife will have to give the birds and bees talk, although I also know I need to get over it. I opt for horse parts first time she asked about six months ago. My wife chided me when I told her. Okay, I'll get over it.

Last night, she points at the horse part again, asks and the wife answers 'penis'. About five minutes later, she says 'Is the peanuts where the horse goes poopy?'.

We look at each other and smile. I love being a dad. Our little girl brings us such joy!