I wholeheartedly agree. +1.

I mean... he is 6.5 years old.

All the public pools in my area allow boys through age 5 access to the women's lockers/showers.

There is not such a big difference between 6.5 and 5.

If you want to take over showering with your son, great, but to the extent that your son will grow up knowing that women, in general, are not composed of silicone implants, and, that their skin is not airbrushed in real life but in fact is a little imperfect which only makes it more lovable and precious, he will have a great advantage.

The level of discomfort with the reality of true human bodies is one of the many sad and depressing things of the modern American society. It also seems unique to Americans - I do no think that ANY other society or culture has developed that kind of a warped, twisted, and conflicted relationship with normal nudity.

Even Hasidic Jewish women who wear tights to avoid baring their legs (even in Southern Cal) are not as conflicted about human nakedness as typical mainstream Americans are. Even Muslims are not as conflicted, because they are at least consistent. Their women cover themselves up, but at least they do not have MTV. So they are consistent.

Americans on the other hand combine the discomfort with normal nudity with their preference for watching MTV and looking at pictures of nude women with airbrushed skin and breast implants. All of it is bizarre and seems outright horrible to me when I try to picture the minds of those poor young American males who have been brought up to face this internal conflict.

I suggest you watch the following movie with your wife:

Burnt by the Sun (1994) - IMDb

It won OSCAR in 1994 as the best foreign film (it is Russian).

In the very beginning of the movie there is a warm, comfortable, quiet scene in which a little girl is naked in a sauna together with her naked mother and naked father.

The scene's purpose and place in the movie is to show the crest of peaceful family love which will then be destroyed (I will stop here not to spoil it for you).

Watch it both for the value of the movie as a whole and to see this scene for your comfort.

Oh, and a rant.

On an LA beach, almost 20 years ago, my 3-year-old son took off his swim suit. I was with a friend, an American guy who was then in his late 30s. My friend was horrified that my son would do that ON A PUBLIC BEACH.

End of rant.