Here are some of the (thousands of) questions the kid asks me every day. It often starts with, "Momma, can I ask you a question?".
* "What does olfactory mean?" That's right, people, my 4yo actually said the word "olfactory" correctly. And after I told him what it means, he used it later that day appropriately in a sentence, twice.
* "Is that person a lady or a man?", which was asked right in front of the person in question. I quickly herded him away. And, no. I didn't know either the gender of the person. It was a valid, though obviously inappropriately timed, question.
* "Momma, where'd your penis go?". "Momma is a girl. Girls have a vagina, boys have a penis". "Awwww, that's so sad for you" (shakes head side to side with real sympathy).
* "Is Jonah (dog) gonna die when we go on vacation to the beach (in a couple of months)? You know, 'cause Georgie died while we were on vacation to Aunt Donna's house. So, should we take Jonah with us on vacation so he doesn't die?". Ummm, anybody got a good answer for this, other than "no, he won't die just because we go on vacation" 'cause that doesn't seem to be cutting it?
* "Why's our baby taking so long? It makes me really sad and I'm too impatient to wait much longer. Hasn't God figured out yet where our baby is?". I only wish I had an answer to that question.
Today's lesson is really just a reminder that our kids' minds are steel traps, I tell you. They remember everything so don't say anything you don't want them to 1. remember for ever, and 2. repeat in front of any and everyone.
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