The following is a 100%-authentic conversation with my 2-year-old daughter M- that my wife (J-) and sister recently endured when they were unfortunate enough to end up in Victoria's Secret with her:
M- (loudly, while pointing at some mannequins, scandalized): Why can you see their bummies?!
J- (vainly encouraging her to take the volume down a few notches): ...Because the store wants to show you what all the different underwear looks like when you wear it.
M- (thinking): Ohhh. ... (now excited AND loud) You can see their vaginas! Why can you see their vaginas??!
J- (dumbfounded, and probably blushing due to the increasing attention and laughter): No, no M-, you can't.
M- (mercifully letting that one go as she looks around more): Hey, they have no heads, but they have boobs!* Why don't they have heads?!?
J- (skipping a chance for some biting social commentary): Well... 'cause you don't need to see their heads for underwear and bras. Their heads don't matter for that.
M-: Ummm, okay, but when I get big and buy a bra, can I still have my head?
* I have no idea where she learned this word, but hopefully it doesn't become her new favorite for random shouting.
You may also enjoy my previous M- conversations, (5 YO son) D- conversations, and (wife) J- conversations.
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