My 3 Year Old Wants Boobies

I was going to try and use this blog as just my own, my "time away from the kids", but I just have to share. My 3 year old girl is obsessed with watching me get dressed, obsessed with my bra and my "boobies". I find it quite funny, yet disturbing all at the same time. She loves playing with my bras, pretending she's wearing them, she's even taken a toy with an elastic attached to it, and wore it around her chest, claiming that she, too, has a bra.

Funny stuff.

Until.

I started thinking about all of the things to come with a daughter, and got sweaty palms (that's what happens to me when I think of things like this, or, you know, death and stuff). I flashed forward to the first day of her period, the day she has questions that I know the answers to, but will stumble and fumble with my words, finally faking a coughing/choking episode. With any luck, I won't be faking and I won't recover from it.

I am the kind of person who will ride the wave, thinking that there is lots of time to come up with the right things to say, that I have all of the time in the world to prepare for the inevitable, but I also know in the back of my mind that one day she's just going to spring shit on me and I'm going to do my best deerintheheadlights.

But for now, I'm going to enjoy the cuteness of it all, enjoy the little 3 year old that has so much innocence. So much innocence in fact, that I wasn't surprised at all when, the other day, she asked if I have hair on my bum.

Excuse me while I dry the palms of my hands...