>Shake, Shake, Shake!
>As some of you may remember, Punky was under the impression for a time that what was hidden in Bruiser’s diaper was an extra belly button.
Once I’d finished giggling about that, I decided to set the kid straight. She was four, after all, and it was high time she learned the proper names for body parts. Plus, she was getting a lot of exposure, since Bruiser has discovered the joys of taking off his diaper so that he can watch himself pee on the kitchen floor. Good times.
“Mommy!” I heard a few days later from the other room. “Bruiser takeded his diaper off again! I can see his peanut! And it be-posed to be private!”
“You can?” I said. “Well, we’d better put that diaper back on him, quick!” I decided not to correct her terminology because to be honest, it was so freaking cute.
Around here, at least for now, “peanut,” is the new “p*enis.” What’s more, Disney somehow anticipated that this might happen, and actually wrote a song about it for one of my kids’ favorite shows, Mickey Mouse Clubhouse! Take a look…
As you can imagine, there has been quite a bit of peanut shaking around here since this show came on the air. Thanks, Disney! You’re always there for us when we need ya!
>Peanut is a cute name for a wee-wee! You used his real name though…did you mean to?
>Fixed- Thanks. It’s early…
>Okay… my son will one day kill me for this… but he calls his peanut his Quack Quack. He used to sing the Quack-Quack-Cockadoodle song by the Wiggles. (Damn infernal music!) One day he just grabbed it and started singing so the name stuck.My daughter calls her area her “hoo hoo.” And just to humiliate myself, I’ll let you know that I call mine my coochie. And I call their my husband “Jackass.” No cute names for his Quack Quack…
>Thanks for making me laugh. It’s a peanut at our house too. Only problem is, our youngest daughter has been and always will be “Peanut” to us, so it does lead to confusion at times.
>I’ve never been able to use the real terms around kids…so we had NO idea what to call the “private parts”…then my friend’s husband coined “girly bits” for my daughter. And when my son came along, we just called them “boy bits”.There’s just something about a small child saying p*enis and Vagi…well, you know what I mean.Bits it is, then!
>My husband was so freaked out by the episode of Mickey Mouse . For close to 2 weeks our daughter sang “Shake your peanut” a couple times a day, and of course, many times in public. We got a few looks .
>I had more difficulty choosing names for the ‘unmentionables” than I did naming the kids!We have wee-wee’s and tu-tee’s here but my youngest daughter insists she has a wee-wee.
>Thanks for getting that stupid song in my head. Last time I heard it, I was singing it for days. My kids thought it was fun though. 🙂
>Very funny. Wait til Bruiser is talking and observing the differences. My son refers to my lack of peanut as my “no p*nis.”
>LOL! There’s just not much I can say about that video. It sure does make me giggle though.
>We started out telling Noise that his boy-bits were called his “privates.” But maybe he heard “pirates?” So he called them that, and would walk around grabbing his package and shrieking “ARRRRRRGH! MY PIRATES!” We switched to pen*s shortly there after.
>Haha! That is so cute! Once I had peanut as terminology for you-know-what, that “shake shake shake your peanut” song is a little dirty…
>That is too funny. I am glad my husband and I aren’t the only ones getting a laugh out of the “shake your penis” song.Our favorite Mickey Mouse Clubhouse episode to giggle about like we’re in junior high is the one where Goofy has a “boo boo” and everyone is blowing on it to make it better. The “Boo Boo Blowers”…haha, we get a kick out of that.We always have to find some way to make our children’s shows a little more entertaining for us!
>That is just hilarious.
>When my grandson was learning to go potty he would sing “shake shake shake your peanut”
>Too cute. We started calling our son “doodle” before we realized that’s a common nickame we’d be using for his boy parts. We still giggle a la Beavis and Butthead at every diaper change when we have to clean “Doodle’s doodle”.
>My brother just couldn’t pronounce the word p*nis so it always came out “penison.” Sounds like a writing pen-i as in is and son. Penison….cracked me up everytime!!
>LMAO!!
>Way too funny!
>I don’t even have to watch the clip to see my daughter (at three) running around the house singing ‘shake shake shake your pe-NIS!’ She just got it the other way backassward…what a riot!
>So cute! Boys and their peanuts. Best friends forever.
>It was a "winkie" in our house for some time. One day, shortly after potty training, I pointed out a suspicious puddle next to the toilet to my now 9YO son and he said with a completely straight face, "Oh, I didn't do it Mommy, my Winkie did it!" Once he learned the correct terminology, he would (& still does)work it as casually and often (and as loudly)as possible into conversation, such as, "that was a close call, I nearly hit my penis when I fell down that step…". Oh BOY!
>Oh how hilarious! Mine use the right word, but still like to shake it to the peanut song from Mickey Mouse. LOL
>That is by far the best ever. When do they figure out how to take off their diapers? Mine is almost one, and I dread that day. He does so love to pee on the floor… hmmmmI think in our house I’ll have to go “Varsity Blues” style and do a lot of repeating ofPen*s Pen*s Pen*s, Vag*na Vag*na Vag*naI’ll have to practice not giggling first…
>My daughter and I were on our way to her first movie (so she was around 3)and she was chattering about everything, then she said "Birdie's a girl. (our dog). Yes, she's a girl, she has a vagina. (we use the proper terminology) She's not a boy. Boys have peanuts in their butts." I almost went off the road. I wanted to call my mom, sister, anyone, but I didn't want to make a big deal and laugh (out loud) and make her feel bad. My former boss and I like to look at each other when a man says or does something stupid (often) and say, "He has peanuts in his butt" by way of excusing him. I offered my daughter peanut m&m's when we got to the movies and she recoiled with a horrified look on her face. She's still (3 years later) a little wary of anything that has to do with peanuts, although I've explained the difference.