The Princess & The Peepod

Several years back, Kristin aka The Princess aka Dimples, told me an adorable story that took place in a Target bathroom. Doin' her business in one stall she was able to overhear a conversation between a mother and her 3 year old daughter a few stalls down. It went like this:

"Good girl, honey, now it's Mommy's turn."

pause....

"Wow, Mommy, that was a good pee."

"Yep, that was a big girl pee"

pause...

"Mommy, what's that?"

"This is for big girls."

"Are you gonna stick that in your butt??"

"No, honey."

"You're gonna put it in your VAGINA?!"

This is the point where Kristin busted out laughing. The mother said, "I'm so sorry - she's only three." That's when the little girl plainly stated, "I'm three, I'm not a big girl." Guess she wasn't so anxious to grow up and start using tampons. And none of us can blame her for that.

Imaginary Baby

A year or so ago when Rob and I were hypothetically discussing having a kid together, we were throwing around names. My top two favorite names are Jacinda and Brendan. However, Brendan just doesn't fit for a bi-racial child. In my opinion, of course. So I told Rob that for our kid I was torn between Thaddeus and Atticus. He liked Thaddeus, but Atticus is such a bad ass name. My mother added her two cents with, "Well, you could always make it Thaddeus Atticus and have both names." Thaddeus Atticus? Is he a Roman soldier? Even I can't get behind a goofy name like that.