Gettin’ Nakey?
Sometimes The Bean says stuff that’s just so out there, you have to laugh. Well, I have to laugh, anyway.
Sunday afternoon, I went and got my nails done and then hit the gym. When I got home, Bean wanted me to paint her toenails, so we headed up to my room to take care of that. While she was picking out the right shade of pink polish, I decided to change my t-shirt, because I was kind of a stinky mess. So I took it off, threw it in the hamper, and started looking for a clean one.
Bean looked at me and said, “Oh, Mommy. Are you gonna get all nakey?”
The way she said it, in a Very Serious Tone, just cracked me up. Laughing, I told her I was just putting on a clean one, then did so and painted her toenails.
I kind of wish I could ask her some follow-up questions, now that I’ve had time to think about it. Like, “What if I was getting nakey? Would that bother you? Did you want to get nakey too? Shouldn’t we all just get nakey?” LOL. Unfortunately, I’m sure she doesn’t even remember it now, her little three-year-old brain is too full of Disney princesses and race cars and chocolate chip cookies and other important matters.
Kids. They’re strange.
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