TMI? Maybe... Funny? Heck yes!

Talulah and I frequently shower together. Or rather, I have a shower and Talulah stops whatever she's doing to strip down and join me. (And, by "join me" I mean monopolize all of the hot water so I get to shiver in the corner trying to lather myself clean.)

Anyway... one particular shower (this is where the TMI comes in - brace yourselves) it had been a while since I shaved, well, anything. Talulah noticed in her own little Talulah way.

A couple of days later we were grocery shopping. More specifically in the crowded produce section of our grocery store and Talulah pipes up loudly, "Mommy, you have hair on your BUM?".

FREEZE... Panic.... I reply out of sheer humiliation and also to clarify to the complete strangers who could care less about the state of my bum, "No I don't!".

Silence. I'm blushing but trying to act cool as a cucumber.

Then again, just as loudly as before, Talulah pipes up for round two.

"On your paaaaaaaa-nis?"





Sigh.




And the rest of the conversation went as follows:

Mommy: No Talulah. Mommy doesn't have a penis.

Talulah: Just baby Gus?

Mommy: Yes, baby Gus has a penis because he's a boy.

Talulah: And how 'bout my Dad?

Mommy: (Seriously? This is what we're talking about while grocery shopping??) Yes Talulah. Your Dad is a boy too.

Talulah: But not me. I'n a girl. I don't have a penis. (then VERY loud and proud) I have a 'GINA.




And that was that. Oh, wait. Forgot one thing... Later while we were standing in line (probably with some witnesses to our previous conversation) Talulah had a teensy little toot, looked at the cashier and said ever so sweetly, "S'cuse me. Dat's my bum!"

At least the girl's got manners, even if her filter's broken.