Conversation #1:
Me: Daradie, what's your favorite thing to do?
Daradie: (after some thought) In church I like to touch your arm right there by your elbow (triceps) and push it back and forth and watch it move around.
Me: Thanks (and I end all conversation and walk away).
Daradie: Mom, wait! I also like to touch your top leg (thigh) and feel it squish.
Which leads me to this conversation....
Koen: What are those?
Me: Oh, just blood vessels. Those are the roads that take blood all over your body.
Koen: I know, Mom but what are those? (as he points with extreme hesitation and queasiness of stomach)
Me: Um, those are blood vessels, too.
Koen: But why are they so big and yucky looking? I don't have those. Those are super gross. Yuck (and insert tongue sticking out with nose scrunched up and complete and utter disdain).
Me: Well, son, those are called varicose veins. (And to teach him a lesson and compassion for his future wife, I stick my leg in his face and he runs off crying. Some lessons are better taught by experience.)
And need I remind you of the "big bum" conversation on the right side panel of screen.....
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When I put certain shirts on Will says, "Mom, you kindof look like you have a baby in your tummy." I just quietly walk away and of course, go change the shirt! :)
Todd's asked me a few times now when I'm going to stop looking like I still have a baby in my tummy..... so sweet,those kiddos of ours.
I'll post a decent comment after I stop laughing. I'm surprised Koen didn't throw up all over your leg when you did that!
I think all moms have had a similar conversation. Mine is a big belly. Gotta love that honesty, helps motivate me with p90x!
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