Big Girl comes in, courtesy visit and leaves. Whew.
Peanut comes in...kindly says "I wanted to say 'Hi'". Ok, cool, I lean over, kiss her, and as I back up, this discussion unfolds. Mind you, I don't have huge boobs, 'kay?
Peanut: Why do you have big (scrunch up left eye)...what are those things called again?
Me: Breasts.
P: Ok, thanks...sigh...why do you have such big breasts, mommy?
M: Because I'm a girl.
P: I'm a girl.
M: Correction: I'm a BIG girl...when you grow up, you'll have breasts too.
Peanut affects the most serious face she's ever had on, between passing a kidney stone, doing taxes, and discussing current world policy re government aid to NGOs.
P: (Deadpan) Oh my goodness... Really?
At this point, I busted a gut laughing to the point that all creatures with a heartbeat ended up in the bathroom to see what was going on.
Just as I gain my composure, overheard in the hallway:
P:
BG: Yeah (I hear the eyeroll in her voice), I girl. I know.
P: When you grow up you'll have breasts.
BG: All girls when big, I know. Everyone who girl get them.
P: No, mama is going to give them to you.