{"id":39,"date":"2005-06-20T11:16:53","date_gmt":"2005-06-20T11:16:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/2005\/06\/20\/peanuts\/"},"modified":"2005-06-20T11:16:53","modified_gmt":"2005-06-20T11:16:53","slug":"peanuts","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/2005\/06\/20\/peanuts\/","title":{"rendered":"Peanuts"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>One of the disagreements that J and I have had is about how to refer to private parts.  I prefer using polite euphemisms like &quot;privates&quot; or &quot;tinkler&quot;.  She prefers using the more medical term &quot;penis&quot;.  <\/p>\n<p>Since she&#8217;s the one who gets to spend the most time with C, she won this argument by default.  <\/p>\n<p>For the past several months, C has been working on his gender identification (&quot;daddy&#8217;s a boy.  mama&#8217;s a girl&quot;).  I guess these lessons must have reached a new high.<\/p>\n<p>This past weekend, in the middle of N&#8217;s 1st birthday party, C walked up to nana (my mother), put his hands on his hips, and said very loudly &quot;Nana, you don&#8217;t have a penis!&quot;<\/p>\n<p>Not quite sure she heard correctly, Nana nodded and said &quot;you&#8217;re right.  I don&#8217;t have any peanuts.&quot;<\/p>\n<p>C looked at me in confusion for a moment and then decided to go with it.  He nodded, said &quot;yes&quot;, and then moved on to his next victim.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>One of the disagreements that J and I have had is about how to refer to private parts. I prefer using polite euphemisms like &quot;privates&quot; or &quot;tinkler&quot;. She prefers using the more medical term &quot;penis&quot;. Since she&#8217;s the one who gets to spend the most time with C, she won this argument by default. For [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[117],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-39","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-daddytales-general"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/s6DpYi-peanuts","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/39","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=39"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/39\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=39"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=39"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=39"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}