It's starting too early.
"Mommy, what is a tampon?"
"Wha--? Where did you hear that?"
"On the TV."
"Oh. It's just something that women need sometimes."
"But what does it do?"
"Um... uh, it helps ladies each month. There are some things that girls have to deal with that boys don't."
Ugh. Isn't he supposed to be the one embarrassed to talk to me about stuff?
"Well, it's one of those things that ladies have to deal with. It's something we do so that we can have a baby one day."
"But what is it?"
"We can talk about that when you're older."
"Okay. So can I have a tampon to play with?"
"No-- they aren't toys."
"Okay. I'll just go find one."
Five minutes later he emerges, bearing really creepy gifts.
"Here, Mommy. I found one for you."
"No thanks, Cael. That's a turkey baster."
I think it's time to turn off the TV.