Just before break, I spent the day with L, and five year old K, shopping and trying to find accessories for K's new bedroom. While we were driving around, we were talking about how different it is to raise boys v. girls. Obviously I have a lot of experience with this, with all my years of parenting. Right. Anyway, L talked about how she doesn't usually get along with girls.
L: Yeah, but girls are hard to deal with.
Me: Uh, you're friends with me.
L: Yeah, but you're...
Me: What? Like a dude? Newsflash: I have a vagina.
L, laughs: K, can you believe M is talking potty talk right now?
Me: It's not potty talk. K, does anyone in this car not have a vagina?
K: Nope. We all have vaginas.
K: We all have vaginas. But boys don't.
L, turning it into a teaching moment: That's true. What do boys have?
K, sighs, says disappointingly: Penises.
And then L and I laughed. A lot.