After over two and a half years of being a parent, I've realized you have your good days and your bad days. The days you lose your patience very easily and the days your patience runneth over. The days your kids make you literally want to yank your hair out and the days they make you smile so much your cheeks hurt at the end of the day. The days you think you have this whole thing figured out and the days that your kid shows you just how little you know.
Yesterday was one of those days where you shrug your shoulders and thank God that you were not at Church when your kid decided to be inquisitive. Because there are a lot of things kids can ask about and strangers will smile and think it's cute. Anatomy questions? Uncomfortable for everyone involved.
I'm realizing very quickly that life is the time you live in between uncomfortable conversations.
I don't know if it's the age or if it's having a new specimen named Sam in the house, but Addi has gotten VERY curious in the last few days about body parts. I won't go into a lot of details, but she's starting to notice everything. Yesterday she wanted help undressing Barbie and I tried to convince her to leave Barbie's clothes on (simply because it's a pain to get them off) and she yelled, "NO! Take her shirt off! I want to look at her boobs!"
I don't even have a fun quip to end this blog with after that statement.