Bathroom door signage at the Science Fiction Museum in Seattle
The other night at dinner we had the following conversation:
Luc: There are four boys in our family and one girl. And Beleg is the littlest boy.
Me (in a playful mood): How do you know that Beleg is a boy?
Luc: 'cause his name is Beleg!
Me: Well, what if when he was born I would have called him something else? How do you know?
Luc: 'cause he came out of your tummy!
Me: Well, Meg came out of my tummy and she's not a boy.
Luc: Yeah, but she's a grown-up girl.
Me: But, she's always been a girl. Do you think when Beleg gets older maybe he'll be a girl?
Luc: Noooooooooooooo!
Me: Well, how do you know that Beleg is a boy?
Luc: He just IS Mom!
Israel: Mom, girls have pretty eyebrows and boys have handsome eyebrows.
Ahhhhhh! Enlightenment! Now I understand!
3 comments:
*smile* That's my boys!
One of my professors had a similar conversation with his daughter. It ended up to be the difference in their shoes! LOL
Hahahahaha! I love how conversations with kids are all about the same no matter who you talk to...
I will probably post this on my blog too, but the other night Sera told me I wasn't cute. It seems that only babies are "cute"...according to her anyway:)
LOL my boys thought it was whether you have long hair or not... Until I explained the "weenie" concept to them. Then they thought maybe girls just had theirs cut off??!
Oh, my goodness, nevermind. We'll explain this all again when you're 20, ok?? Don't talk to me about this until then **blush**
Mrs. C
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