Tiny little bit...

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Tiny is at that age where he’s getting curious about bodies and observing fundamental differences about boys and girls, adults and children. Such as;

“Mummy has boobies, I don’t have boobies, Daddy doesn’t have boobies, Smidge doesn’t have boobies, Mummy has BIG boobies!”

and

“I have a little doodle. Daddy has a big doodle.”

And the corker yesterday or so. I had the kids in the shower and had just put Smidge in, she’d walked to the back of the bath and was investigating the taps.

Tiny asks, “Smidge has a doodle?”

I say “Smidge’s a girl, girls don’t have penises.” (yes I am trying to get Tiny to say the proper names, JJ was the prude :P)

Tiny has a look at Smidge’s bits, then bends down and has a closer look, then stands up and pronounces “She has a little bit of a doodle.”

He stood there and stared at me uncomprehendingly as I was paralysed with laughter.

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