A couple of years ago, when my oldest son was three, he was working on an art project with my step-mother. She calls me up and says, Glow. I think you need to come see this. I'm not sure how to handle it...
Oh God. What has he done now?
I walk over to their house, and see the man made of hearts that they've been working on.
It's hard to explain...better I just show you.
And the moral of the story? Hippie moms have kids who are comfortable with their bodies.
Always practice art projects at home before you let your kids do them in mixed company.