Growing up with sisters
"Courtney, how do boys get skinny?" my five-year-old brother asked me. "Do they exercise a lot?"
"Well, yes. But why do you want to know?" He looked down and was silent.
I guessed: "Do you want to be skinny?"
Very ashamed, he replied, "Yes. I want my tummy to be so flat it looks like it was smooshed."
Oh dear.
"Well, yes. But why do you want to know?" He looked down and was silent.
I guessed: "Do you want to be skinny?"
Very ashamed, he replied, "Yes. I want my tummy to be so flat it looks like it was smooshed."
Oh dear.
posted by Courtney at 9:48 PM
2 Comments:
i'm going to miss you like left misses right
have an AMAZING europe trip and send lotsa pictures
Haha, that's a great story...
I remember the time my mom noticed that my brother's legs were starting to get real hair on them, and he replied "Oh yeah... I need to start shaving."
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