Discovering that girls are different....

Now that we have a baby girl in the house my younger boys are starting to ask questions. One night I had the baby in the bathtub, and in walks my five year old. He is just sitting next to me looking at her and he gets that look on his face that he is just a thinkin' on something. Oh, no here it comes. "Mom sisssy hassss boobiessss." I am trying not to laugh and I say, "Yes she does, but let's call them rose buds." I am sorry, but I am not going to have my five year old walking around telling some stranger that his baby sister has boobies. Any who, he goes, "okay I won't say that any more." So he moves up to the toilet and sits on the seat with that same look on his face. So I just continue bathing the baby. All of the sudden he yelps out, "BOOBSSS!" I lost it I fell over the bathtub laughing my head off! He has never said any more about it after his little out burst. Maybe he just needed to say it out loud to get it out of his system. Go figure.

Oh my!

We were getting the kids ready for bed, and I couldn't find my three year old. I go out into the hallway to call his name, and I found him standing in the hallway with this look on his face. He tells me,"look what I found!" He is waving an open tampon back and forth with a grin form ear to ear like he has found this great treasure. I just say, "oh, look at that you've been into mommy's bathroom cupboard." " I keep it?" I just laugh and take it from him, and tell him that this is only for girls, but thank you for bringing it to me.

This also reminds me of the time last year when my five year old came into the family room with one of my panty liners stuck to his forehead. i asked him why he had a pad on his head and he told me in his lisp language, "I needed a band aid, and we don't have any sssso I used thisssss to make my head to feel better."

Drama king

Last year my five year old played his first season of T-ball. He liked it unless something didn't go his way. He is up to bat, and he gets upset because he didn't hit the ball far enough to the out field. I told him he was doing a great job, and to keep trying. Then his coach has him try being the catcher. He was doing good until the ball smacked him in the leg. He starts crying and yells," I CAN"T TAKE IT ANYMORE!" Runs off the field! Not to me, just kept running to destination unknown. So let's hope that this year is less dramatic! I also hope that this year the helmets are bigger, because his head is huge for a five year old. The helmets they tried to squeeze him into last year barley sat on his rather large noggin. What can I say he must have a big brain.