G-Unit has become obsessed with the question "When I become an adult can I ________?"
"When I become an adult, can I lock the bathroom door?"
"When I become an adult, can I cook my own macaroni and cheese?"
"When I become an adult, can I wear makeup to school?"
But her most favorite one for the past month?
"When I become an adult, can I have big boobs like you, Mommy?"
She's completely fascinated with the idea of big boobs and cleavage. Every time I put a shirt on her, she asks why she doesn't have lumps like I do when I put a shirt on. And so we have the same conversation almost EVERY DAY about how "Yes! You'll have boobs like Mommy when you're an adult" (Except, fingers are crossed that she doesn't because, girlfriend, big boobs aren't all they're cracked up to be.)
It would seem that she doesn't have the patience to wait until she's an adult because last night she came to the dinner table looking like this:
"What is that in your shirt, G?"
"Oh, those are my boobs."
And she was SERIOUS.
And I was laughing.
And PigHunter was in shock.
Eventually she let us in on her little secret and we all laughed for a very long time.
I don't even want to begin to imagine what the Teenage Years are going to be like because I'm scared.
That right there is the greatest post ever!