“Have you ever had a Peeping Tom?” was the question asked by my curious and concerned seven year-old. A question I was prepared to answer, considering our recent conversations.
Okay, now, I’ll answer the question, “Why were Peeping Toms in your recent conversations?”
There are two, the first being Diary of a Wimpy Kid, a series which Azul has independently read through in the course of a couple of weeks, and the simultaneous playing of those movies in my house. Second, we also just watched the 80s’ classic Back to the Future, where Azul was relieved the “old” movie was in color. Both stories include peeping in the storyline. I know, kids’ movies these days!
After a thorough investigation (I Googled it.) into the origin of the term “Peeping Tom” and the following discussion of Lady Godiva, riding horses naked and the loss of sight or death due to seeing someone in the nude, I reassured him, “Toms” were not looking through our windows. That is when the original question surfaced.
“Have you ever had a Peeping Tom?”
With a shrug and lack of worry, I answered, “Not that I know of.”
“Well, there are some pretty desperate men out there, that will go for anything!”
After the laughter subsided, stripped of all my self-esteem, I replied, “I’ll keep my eye out for them.”