“Mummy Mummy! I’ve got LADY BITS!!!” exclaimed Mabel at the top of her voice. This would have been ok, had we not been stood at the front of a massive queue in the John Lewis sale. I could hear the stifled sniggers of the department store staff and other shoppers as I did by best to try and persuade her to pipe down.

“But Mummy Mummy! YOU have lady bits TOO!!! but Daddy doesn’t have lady bits Mummy, Daddy has a tail….”

He has a what now?!

At that point I thought the young man serving at the till to my right might spontaneously combust with laughter.

Honestly, I nearly died. And I probably would have made a swift exit had I not managed to grab the last box of pink espresso cups that were less than half price. There was no way I was leaving without them – one can never have enough discounted and instagrammable crockery.

It turns out the lady bits description heralded from my husband James, who had got himself into a small pickle when Mabel had been reciting all of her body parts a few days prior. She had proceeded to point between her legs and say “What’s this Daddy? my bottom?”

“Err no Mabel…..Those are your um… lady bits

And so it stuck. Neither of us have the first bloody clue where “tail” has come from by the way.

This got me wondering with regards small people, what do you refer to the male and female reproductive organs as, unless utilising the correct anatomical terms of course, and I don’t know about you, but I’m simply not that fond of the idea of Mabel shouting “Mummy! Mummy! I’ve got a vagina!” at this point in our lives.

As a child I always used to use the term “Fairy-Ann”. I’m not sure where it originated from exactly, but I know myself and many of my friends still use the term now, although it is mostly shortened simply to “fairy”. Yes you read that correctly, there’s a bunch of us 30-something year old women in the West Midlands booking a 6 weekly “fairy” waxing appointment…etcetera etcetera.

What has been your take on this particular situation with your littles? any embarrassing stories you would like to entertain us with in the comments section?

I recall a very similar discussion occurring in my previous job role where a group of us (mostly parents – of which I wasn’t at the time) shared our vast array of alternative names for genitalia and associated amusing tales.

A bloke called Jim in the office: “Charlotte, you double barrel?! To “Fairy-ANN”…?!”

Yes Jim. Yes I do.

Image by Anna Clarke Photography.