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Long before I sprouted pubic hair and began using deodorant, my friends and I used to find Playboy magazines on construction sites (the internet didn't yet exist). Finding porn in the woods was like discovering buried treasure. Hey, look - Boobs! Butts! Vagina! I was sexually aroused and I was nine years old.
Also, my mother never got naked in front of me, but I can recall her changing down to her bra and underwear in front of me and that would also cause me to become excited. Oedipus, are you there? I'm feeling confused!
Of course I couldn't articulate those strange emotions at the time, but it was uncomfortable for me. By ten or eleven, my mom stopped.
At 37, these memories make me laugh and I don't think there's been any brain damage or sexual dysfunction. If your child is used to it, then I guess it's no big deal. But the day is rapidly approaching when it will become awkward. Really awkward.
So ask yourself, is it so hard to wrap yourself in a towel or put on a bathrobe?