by Gail Marsh

Created on: May 17, 2008

I am a parent of two boys and one girl, depending on the age the issue of how, when, why, and what to say or do about them touching themselves will vary.

My oldest boy is also my first child. When he was just under one years old I was bathing him. He loved baths and would splash his hands in the water. This time he splashed very hard and his hand touched his penis. At that moment, I could see the light turn on in his head, his eyes looked as if he just discovered something. My son reached down and grabbed his groin and then started babbling diddle diddle! Being a first time mother I told him not to do that.

With my son's new found discovery the activities grew of wanting to play with his penis. I would catch him casually watching television touching himself. At a young age I could stop him from engaging in playing with himself by simply putting a diaper on him. As he grew older I found that keeping clothes in him reduced his ability to get his hands between his legs.

When I think about it, during the ultrasound during the pregnancy of my son I had to move in all sorts of different positions to get him to move his hand in order to see if he was in fact a boy. This just might tell the socially conscience adult something about nature.

There have been many events that have involved my son and his penis. On one occasion I had to rescue my sons genitals from a CD disc. He was about three and just got his first CD given to him. Not being technologically skilled, he chose to take the CD to his room, pull down his pants and place his penis in the hole in the disc. He came out of his room proudly and said look mom! Getting past the accidental zipper rubs as well, my son has been seen for medical treatment due to overly playing with himself and making the tip raw. The more a parent can keep the child's hands busy with other activities other than self discovery the less they will display their enjoyment for it.

I recall the first time the feeling of something fun to play with left my son to being a sensitive package that needed to be protected. My son was about six when we were warming up for his baseball game. I was tossing over hands and under hands to him, some where in the mix he got confused and held his glove up high while I wound up and tossed the ball low. The ball him in the privates. He looked shocked. Then the tears started flowing, I said in a chuckle are you OK? He bellowed, its not funny! After that in order to get him to play ball I had to purchase a protective

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