Friday Funny

Kinley and I were pulling the clean clothes out of the dryer, when she happened to grab a pair of Steven's undies. Out of nowhere she spouted off with,

"Sheeew! Daddy's panties are really dirty. I don't like them!"

She then threw them on the floor and went about her business.

Should I explain to her that it is all kinds of wrong to call men's underwear panties? Maybe while I'm at it, I should also explain to her that she can stop saying "Yes Ma'am" to her Daddy as well. That in fact, he is a Sir.

My almost three year old is growing so much. She chews gum, keeps Harper from digging cookie sheets out of the drawer, reminds me to administer her antibiotics (she loves the pink medicine) in the morning and at night and apparently knows the concept of dirty underwear.

Sheesh.

I'll hold off on the gender differences conversation for now.