The funniest thing he ever said (so far) happened about two months ago. He was asking me a lot of questions about body parts, boys, girls, babies, etc. (I thought 3 was too young for this?) Anyhoo, the questions started getting a little too detailed. So I started deflecting, saying things like "I don't remember!" or "Let's google that!". Finally, I shut everything down with the comment "That's a long story. Want to make French Toast?". (Note - French Toast solves everything.)
So, a couple of days later, I was sitting on the couch, and my son sidled up to me and asked in the sweetest voice imaginable, "Mom? Can you tell me a long story about your vagina?"
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