While walking La to the bus stop Friday morning she randomly hit me with this question:
Her: "Mom do you know the difference of us?"
Me: "You mean the difference between you and me?"
Her: "Uh huh"
Me: "What honey, what's the difference?"
Her: "I have small underwear and you have big underwear"
This is wear I started laughing hysterically and then she added
"Daddy's underwear are huger, mine are small, yours are big and daddy's are huger"
Fast forward to Friday night. We are sitting on my futon watching iCarly as ususal and during the commerical I get hit again.
Her: "Mom you know the difference of us, me and you?"
Me: "What baby?"
Her: "You have big boobs and I have small ones"
Me: (laughing) "You don't have any boobs at all girl!":
Her: (giggling) "Yes I do! See?"
At this point she proceeds to lift her shirt up and grab her chest and squeeze it into a man made boob.
Me: "You won't have boob for a while honey, not until you get bigger"
Her: "Uh uh, I have some.....
Ok honey, must be nice to have boobs that are invisible to everyone else. No bra required!
I assume she has learned different sizes in school. Way to go Kindergarten!
Two decades later
12 hours ago