Olive, my self-proclaimed artist daughter, likes to entertain her tablemates by nibbling her food into different shapes. It started innocently enough with graham cracker underpants and has evolved greatly over time.
Tonight at dinner, in a restaurant, she proudly presented the table with a scrotum. Or a boat. Also, a capital D laying on it's tummy. But really, first and foremost, a scrotum.
Thank goodness this still applies. We all tried really hard not to react. The Cracker lost it first, I silently followed, and by the end even the baby was all "funniest thing ever!"
She is LOUD, and she wouldn't let it go, but at least it wasn't "scrotum" she uttered no less than a dozen times.
PS Please, crazy people, stop lecturing the rest of us on using correct anatomical terms with the very young if you aren't going to do it right. When dealing with preschoolers the opposite of penis is not vagina. Girls do not pee out of their vaginas. Seriously. Look it up.
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