While I was making mental notes from all that was shared in parenting forums about how to handle questions about birds and bees and all about the body, I swear I didn't expect a different question paper Aaliyah.
A couple of days back you asked me if I was homo-sexual. Your super disinterested so called busy Daddy froze and instead of looking at you, he looked at me. I said no Aaliyah I am not. You went on to say, I think you ARE. By this time your Dad closed the laptop and looked interested/concerned.
Instead of asking you where you learnt that word or what made you think I am one, Sense prevailed and I asked you, 'What is a homo-sexual?'
You answer very as a matter of factly...'homo-sexual is someone who stays home all day...almost like a house wife mamma.'
My dear darling Aaliyah you are all of seven and you know why I dont update this space more often? That's because I am busy answering all your questions.
After i explained to you... Before sorting with me, your Dad said, very proactively this time, 'Aaliyah this is for YOU to know now. Don't think too much on it and please don't use this word loosely for anyone like if you see two women or two men together...Please Aaliyah.
He has very valid reasons :)
