The other day we were walking home from the park and Annabel and I were having a conversation about her hair. We have been having some real hair battles and I have threatened to cut it short if she doesn't let me brush it.
Annabel: (tipping her chin towards the sky and shaking her hair) Mum my hair is very long now
Mum: Yes it is and that is why we need to take special care of it
Annabel: But I don't want hair down to my bum as I will wee on it.
Mum: Laughing...well we can't have that!!
We were in Target the other day and I decided I was going to treat my self to some nice underwear. The girls were helping me pick out some bras. I picked up one and I hear this little voice;
Georgia: Mum you have chicken boobs (she meant chicken fillets that I wore under a dress to a wedding recently)
Mum: Going bright red and trying to provide her with a whispered yes and hoping that we would move on quickly..
Georgia: But Mum you have chicken boobs (louder this time)..don't you?
Mum: Yes I do
Georgia: But Mum you have chicken boobs (Louder again)
By this stage I couldn't hightail it out of the lingerie section fast enough as women around me were cracking up at my nearly 4 year old giving away my chicken fillet secret.