My daughter is very proud of her latest crafty creation… Um…a dog? No – it’s a dragon, right?? No… It’s an alien. A boy alien. * * * * * “That’s its willy”, she announces. I squint. “um..this?” “No, Mummy! That’s his leg. THIS is his willy!” Silly mummy. I didn’t ask her why she put a willy on her alien. I didn’t say much about it (burying head in sand) until she asked to bring it to “show and tell”, and in the rambling that followed I heard “and his willy”… Whoa, nelly. I explained that “talking about one’s private bits – yours or anyone else’s – isn’t proper.…