Now onto the show. Erm, story.
A few days ago one of my Facebook friends posted a NSFW link to a coloring book. Since I was at work, and despite the fact that we have relatively little issue around such things, I decided not to click it. (Okay the real reason was that I was actually super-busy at work. I know, right? What's up with that??)
I did, however, feel the need to send it on to my work partner-in-crime. You remember her from this post (and if you haven't read it, then you're behind and a bad reader. No cookie for you. Heh, get it? Because it's FUNNY!).
I prefaced the link with the fact that it was not for children's viewing without some discussion and that she should make sure her impressionable youngsters did not get a full view without some dialogue.
A coloring book seems innocuous enough, but this was an aid to discussing reproduction with children...and it was a coloring book of vaginas.
|Oh baby, oh baby|
But I have to admit, the vagina coloring book is kinda weirding me out. I mean, I get that it could be very useful...but I'm having trouble picturing some child sitting down and coloring in the anatomically correct hoo-hoo. I can't imagine it holds any major attraction...it's not like a Disney Princess or Dora the Explorer. There's nothing really tangible for a child to connect with. And older kids, who might be around the timing to actually learn from it, would generally seem to be well past coloring stage.
In and among this confusion, I ship the link off to Cookie, mostly for a laugh, truly. And of course, her pre-teen daughter walks in on her looking at it, full screen, vag-city.
The obvious connotation that her Mom spends the work day pre-occupied with sex aside, that seems to be a pretty clear indictment of the vagina coloring book...when the intended audience is really not all that interested.
And I'm not even going to tell you all about the sperm cookbook link I sent her too. Suffice it to say, the interwebs are a vast and scary place, and Facebook is an automatic delivery system.