Its been another amusing week in our house! We've had very long conversations about toy guns, and why I don't like them. Z has asked several hundred time if he can have a Wii, and S has failed to think of anything reasonable she can have for her birthday.
Me – 'What would you like for your birthday?'
S – 'Christmas!!'
Me – 'Anything else'
S – 'Errrrm, a rabbit skateboard' -bear in mind she is 2
Me – 'Oh dear'
S – 'Can I live on a pony?'
Me – 'No'
Z – 'Why not?'
Z – 'You know when I popped out of your tummy Mummy? Where were S and H'
Me – 'They were very very tiny in my tummy'
Z – thinks about this 'and when you were little where was I?'
Me – 'Errrmmmm', looks around for help and finds none 'You were very very very tiny in Mummy and Daddy'
Z – seems to take this in…. 'How did I breathe?'
a bit later on
Z points to chest 'What are these Mummy?'
Me 'Your nipples'
Z 'What are they for?'
Me – launches into a big explanation of breastfeeding and badly explains why boys still have nipples.
Z – 'When will mine get all long like yours?'
and about 10 minutes ago:
Z – 'Can I have a sleepover?'