Inquiring Boys

Joey, reading an age-appropriate chapter book

Joey, reading an age-appropriate chapter book

If I could take away my kids’ ability to read while in the grocery store, I would. Well, not while we’re shopping — I like that they can read while we’re strolling the aisles (Danny would be lost without a good nutritional label to analyze) — but if I could reverse their powers in the check-out lines, believe me, I’d do it, because what they’re learning from sensational magazine covers is resulting in some heavy-duty discussions I tend to think are better left for future ages.

Not long ago, 8-year-old Joey announced mid-line, “Adam Lambert is gay!” Followed by: “What is gay?”

I told him — right there in line, because he was hungry for an answer — that gay means boys fall in love with boys, and girls fall in love with girls.

“Can boys marry boys?” he asked.

At the time, yes, they could (in California, anyway), so I told him that. He was happy, and I think, mildly informed on a topic we’ll tackle in more detail one day in the future. Right after we talk about sex tapes, maybe.

Today, Joey declared, “Tiger has a sex tape!”

Here we go again.

“What’s that mean?” he inquired.

I told him Tiger has gotten into some trouble, and then I had to pay for my groceries. We continued our conversation in the car.

“What kind of trouble did Tiger get into?” Joey asked.

“Who is Tiger?” asked 6-year-old Danny.

“He’s a famous golfer,” explained big brother.

“But what kind of trouble, mom?” said Joey.

Here’s what I said:

“Tiger is married, and he has two kids, but he also had some girlfriends, and that is not OK. When you’re married to someone, that person must be your only person.” I told Joey that Tiger made some bad choices, and sadly, it is messing up other people’s lives. “That’s why it’s important to make good decisions in your life,” I told both guys.

We went on to talk about whether or not Tiger will get a divorce (I hope he does), and we unraveled the whole mystery of divorce for Danny (it’s when a marriage comes to an end). We also talked about whether it’s legal to do what Tiger did. A little bit of research tells me adultery is, in fact, mostly legal, meaning you won’t get arrested for it or anything, although it can have legal ramifications in property settlement, child custody and other matters. Adultery is just wrong. Really wrong. And that’s what I hope my boys learned from our chit-chat today.

What did I learn? To head straight for the kiddie check-out line next time, no matter how the long line is.

Oh, and Joey never did ask for me to define “sex tape.” Nor did Danny. Thank goodness for small blessings.

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7 Responses to “Inquiring Boys”

  1. Fitz says:

    A sex tape could be a video of Tiger “kissing” other women. I substitute kisses and hugs for all sorts of stuff.

  2. 3guys says:

    I like, and I’m going to use your wording when the question arises. And it will.

  3. Kathy says:

    Oh that is too funny. I don’t mind being honest and open (on an 8 year old level of course) but he catches me off guard and that is that hard part for me. Good to know you and your 8 year old are going through the same stuff! Happy Holidays Jacki

  4. 3guys says:

    I know, Kathy. I always hesitate when the questions come at me, and I try to think of something as quickly as I can. Then I try to share not too much info. but enough to prepare him a little bit for life! Happy Holidays to you, too! You know, when I think of you, I always remember your million-dollar baby story, and WOW, look at that boy now!

  5. April says:

    Thought your answers were very appropriate Jacki. Starting to tackle the more difficult questions as well with my 10 year old and trying to brace myself for the more detailed conversations that are sure to follow in the near future. If they could just stay small for a little while longer…….

  6. Jacki says:

    Just wait til they’re driving!

  7. Jane Donaldson says:

    Just wait ’till they’re driving .. you know that phrase hit home with me me, Jacki ! As the mom of three sons, one being your husband, I sat on the floor by the window, waiting for the cars to pull in at night. One, two, three. Thank you, God, they’re home.

    Love, Jane

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