DD decided to barge in on me while I was pulling my pants up after sneaking away for a wee...
DD: "Mummy you've got a hairy bottom! Why have you got a hairy bottom?"
Me: "no, don't be silly. Come on lets go play"
DD: "no, that needs a no no!"
... at this point she runs out to oh in the kitchen shouting "Daddy Daddy Mummy has a hairy bottom" the very kitchen that has all the windows open and next door giggling in their back garden.
Just to clarify I am not as hairy as she would have you believe, I'm pregnant so just couldn't be bothered to shave for a week or so. Plus she is absolutely fascinated with no! no! hair removers. Kids eh
DD: "Mummy you've got a hairy bottom! Why have you got a hairy bottom?"
Me: "no, don't be silly. Come on lets go play"
DD: "no, that needs a no no!"
... at this point she runs out to oh in the kitchen shouting "Daddy Daddy Mummy has a hairy bottom" the very kitchen that has all the windows open and next door giggling in their back garden.
Just to clarify I am not as hairy as she would have you believe, I'm pregnant so just couldn't be bothered to shave for a week or so. Plus she is absolutely fascinated with no! no! hair removers. Kids eh
