Littlest Brother is sitting in the room, surfing the net. Out of the blue, he asks, “What is menstrual blood?”
Without missing a beat, Older Little Brother says, “It’s what you get when you kill a minstrel.”
Older Little Brother has a future in Advertising or Sales.
When I was a teen, my dimit teenaged brother just out of the blue one time asked my mother was sodomy was. I could have died in that instant- talk about awkward. Without missing a beat, my kindly, modest, 50’s-style mom said sweetly, “It’s when you fuck somebody in the ass, dear.”
Well, she was just a really honest lady, I guess.
I’m still laughing having read your post. 
Why not just answer? He’ll just find it interesting and/or confusing, but most certainly he won’t explode into little bits nor become a rapist. There’s nothing different from menstrual blood and something like pee and poo, practically speaking, and it’s unlikely the tyke is unaware of those.
Because it ain’t funny.
I’m not really sure I understand your question.
The OP was not a query for a better answer. It was an example of a very good answer.
A somewhat worse answer would be, “You’re saying it wrong. It’s mens’ stool blood. It’s usually an indicator of hemorrhoids.”
If you are old enough to ask this question you should get a straight answer.
I love your mom.
I never withheld information from my boys if they asked. I find it wrong to tell a child one thing because you may think they are too young for the truth. And then later when you really want them to believe you, and you have told them ‘white lies’, will they take your advice or will they think it is just another partial truth?
In order to ask a proper question you must already know part of the answer.
I’m reminded of the scene in the movie “Parenthood” when Steve Martin comes out with his sister’s vibrator, and his daughter asks her mother what it is.
Mary Steenburgen: “It’s an electric ear-cleaner.”
Daughter: “It’s kinda big.”
:smack:
Give your funny answers if you must, but then give a simple but honest answer. You don’t have to go into all of the details.
Alice, you have one cool mother!
I was really thrilled when my grandson came to me with some questions a couple of times. He did it in the presence of his older sisters, but they tended to tease him. He was about six years old, I think.
I remember, when I was very young, finding my mother’s sanitary belt. At least, I would assume it was my mother’s. My younger sister and I played with it for a while, until my mother came along and snatched it from us, without answering any questions as to what it was and what it was used for.
Similarly, we had to pick up sex education in the playground, until the educational system finally clued us in. When I was about 10 to 12, I was terrified of a male touching me when I had my period, as I thought that any masculine touch might get me pregnant. And yes, I first menstruated when I was 10.
Plus you teach your kid that it’s OK to lie. And if they’re not old enough to talk about a particular awkward subject, then I would bet that they’re not old enough to understand the justification for a particular lie.
Plus, there’s almost always a way to answer the question without lying and on the kid’s level. In fact, I’d advise only giving the kid a very vague answer to help gauge his interest. You could even just say, “We can discuss that later,” and see if the kid actually brings it back up. If he is really interested, chances are he’s ready for some sort of straight answer.
I told him, “Go ask Mommy.”
What? She knows how to give these talks better than I do.
Or, simply say ""ever heard of a dictionary?’
BabySis: “Dad, what does an enema do?”
Dad: “It makes you shit.”
BabySis: “Then what does a barium enema do?”
Dad: “It makes you shit a lot.”
Missed a perfectly good opportunity to teach about radio-opaque material with that answer…
It makes you shit, and you have to bury the shit.