Yesterday, we took the kids, their bikes, their helmets, and only one bottle of water down to the middle school. We were looking for some fun in the shade. And, we almost found it.
Of course, I reminded the kids to use our clean toilet before we left home with an aire of “do as I say, not as I do(n’t)”. So, again with my bladder. I was quickly in need of relief. Herbie pointed out the bushes. I commented that it wasn’t that easy for a girl, and that led the family into a discussion about girl parts versus boy parts. Violet brought clarity and rapid end to the discussion with “You’re a stick shift, and I’m an automatic”.
Class Dismissed.
Hilarious! I will have to remember that explanation when my younger grandkids start “that” conversation with Grandma.
Cute! Cute! Cute!!!!
Hee-hee!
LOL! Priceless.