I was going to spend the morning digging a garden in my backyard, but it's raining, so let's blog!
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Yesterday we had a very casual family dinner, just hot dogs and chips, and the experience was unusually enjoyable. All the kids were friendly and talkative, the polar opposite of the night before, and we all had some laughs.
At one point LuLu spilled ketchup on her white school uniform, and I sent her off to change her shirt. Smiley asked why she couldn't just sit through dinner without a top.
"Because she's a girl," I said, skirting the fact that I'd never allow anyone to come to my table shirtless.
Still, he couldn't understand why that was an issue.
"Because girls have boobies," I said. When in doubt, keep it simple and cut to the chase.
By this time LuLu had returned, and she rolled her eyes.
"Dad, ladies don't have 'boobies'. I'm not a little kid anymore, you should call them by their real name." she said. She took a bite of a chip, swallowed, and finished her thought.
"Smiley," she said,"they are called 'boobs'"