a recent "titillating" conversation...
scene: after dinner, paige sits on aunt suzie's lap.
p: why you wearing purple pig shirt? (remember people, she's almost 3, and she sometimes drops her pronouns)
me (thinking fast, because in actuality i grabbed it because it was the first clean thing i saw on my floor and i was going to eva's for a slumber party and was basically going to be in my pajamas anyway, and the purple pig shirt is sooo soft): because i knew i was going to see you paige, and i know how much you like purple and pigs.
scene: paige continues touching aunt suzie's shirt, right around the perfectly placed pig's snout and curly-Q tail. the touching becomes more like poking.
p: what are these?
me: well, paigey, those are my breasts.
me: well, paigey, because, i'm a girl.
p: i'm a girl...
me: yes, you are a girl...
p (lifting up her shirt): i have breasts too, but mine are little.
me: yes, yours are little...
p: and yours are big.
me: yes, mine are bigger... one day yours will be bigger too.
p: so i can feed my baby.
me: right, so you can feed your baby. that's what breasts are for.
scene: paige continues to poke aunt suzie's breasts.
me: you know paige, not all women like it when you touch their breasts.
Still fighting the fight!!!
1 year ago