Kade adores this “history of the hot dog” program that airs on the Travel Channel. I don’t know what it is about the show that grabs his attention, but he’s quickly learning the distinction between varying types of frankfurters. From a 4-year-old perspective, I think he delights in the fact that the word “wiener” is repeated over and over throughout the show. While watching it last night, he leaned over to me and pointed to his lap saying “those aren’t wieners, this is my wiener.” I told him, “no, that’s not a wiener…that is your penis. wiener is another word for hot dog.” Well…this turned into an anatomy lesson that went something like this:

“I have a penis and Liv has a vagina.”

“Yes, Kade.”

“Daddy and Rocco and me have penises. You and Lola and Liv have vaginas.”

“Yes, Kade.”

“Grandma is going to take me to Disney World.”

“Oh, yeah.”

“Yeah, and I’m going to see the Pirates because they have penises. Liv can see the Princesses because they have vaginas.”

“You can see both.”

“No, Grandpa will take me to see the Pirates.”

“Ok…whatever.”

I think I’m going to take hot dogs out of the dinner rotation for awhile…