Conversations with the young
J (age 10) is folding laundry and picks up a bra. Clearly horrified by it, he holds it delicately between forefinger and thumb so as to minimize skin contact.
Me: It doesn't have cooties, you know.
J: No, it's worse. It has boobies!
Me: Actually, right now, it doesn't, but some day you may not mind them so much.
J: Gross! I'm NEVER going to smother my face in them, if that's what you're thinking. (pauses) Well, maybe I won't mind them so much after I'm 21.
Kids can be such a trip.
Me: It doesn't have cooties, you know.
J: No, it's worse. It has boobies!
Me: Actually, right now, it doesn't, but some day you may not mind them so much.
J: Gross! I'm NEVER going to smother my face in them, if that's what you're thinking. (pauses) Well, maybe I won't mind them so much after I'm 21.
Kids can be such a trip.
posted by Gospazha at
9:21 PM
