Today, I feel like crap. I have a migraine. My theory is that since I am losing my voice, the new "man voice" that I have adapted is giving me a headache. guess I wouldnt make a good man....thankfully- i dont have to worry too much about that.
I had a fun, adult conversation with Vaughn on the way home today that blew my mind. Remember, she's only 2.5. She said "thank you Jesus for my sun coming out! Its out Mommy, he found a way out!" and I said "where was he hiding?" And she said "i dont know but I want to climb up there and touch it. It will be VERY hot, it will take a VERY long time. I want to touch it and say thank you for coming out and melting all my snow Oh Mr Sun!!!" Praise my Jesus for the bright sunshiny weather today. She also reminded me to put on my sunglasses so my eyes dont hurt.
Humiliating story- I have debated with a long time about what to call "private parts" with Vaughn. I decided, i dont want her to be embarrassed or thing that what they are called is a bad word and i dont want her to learn about them in school and be totally embarassed. They are what they are. So, the other day I was naked and she pointed to my "front butt" as she calls it and I said "No vaughnie, thats mommies VA----." (I wont write it as to not embarass you reading.) and she started singing a song about my V and how mommies and Vaughnies have them." Rudy just looked at me and said "way to go...thats fantastic." then Sunday, after a couple days of not hearing this word from her, we went to the grocery store....all was okay for a while and right in the middle of the produce section Vaughn started screeming "Vag---, Vag----, mommy has a vag----.....WE Dont say Nipples! WE dont Touch Mommy's Nipples!!"!!!!!!!! I was MORTIFIEd. I mean, people were laughing and staring at us. She did this through the ENTIRE store. I was like 15 shades of read and I kept opening stuff trying to get her to shut up, i opened like half of the things in the cart...to no avail.
Rudy thought it was hysterical, though he was not there, he just said "thats what you get politically correct Mommy."
on another note, going to Women of Faith this weekend and am pumped. Cant wait. :)
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I feel the same way, megs, about usng correct terms. My vaughn used to tak about the sizes of the private parts in our house. he used to call mine a "scratchy part" because I did not see the point in teaching him the V-word. i think that our Vaughns are equally intelligent thinkers! BTW, teh enighbor girl taught the boys the V-word...
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