Explaining to My Kid That Girls Don’t Have Balls

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When Joshua was in first grade, he jumped off his stool and somehow hurt his little nuggets lol… poor thing immediately hunched over in pain, so I suggested…

Me: Maybe you can walk it off? Give that a shot…

JRoc: Mommy, what do YOU do when this happens?

Me: Never happened to me because I don’t have balls.

JRoc: WHAT? You don’t have balls? What happened to them?

What happened to them? 😆 I explained that there are quite a few differences between boy and girl bodies… and girls not having testicles was one of them.

He looked at me in pure amazement…

My son proceeded to ask a million questions afterwards, about how life without balls is working out for me. 😆

Me: Well, first off, I don’t worry about getting kicked between the legs, ever.

JRoc: But what about your ching ching? (what they call the “peen” in Japan)

Me: I don’t have a ching ching either.

I could no longer hold back my laughter at that point 😆 He was utterly SHOCKED beyond anything… but at least he didn’t seem to be in pain anymore.

Hahahaha… the joys of being a single boy-mom 😆

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Carmen 

I'm a single momma, certified trauma-informed master life coach, narcissistic abuse + toxic relationship recovery, religion teacher, best selling author, foodie wannabe, and advocate for victims of narcissistic abuse.

Currently living la vida loca in Vegas with my son Joshua and our cat Neko... while pseudo-adulting, Tahitian dancing, and exploring the delicious world of bubble tea *woo!*

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