An actual conversation I had this afternoon
with Ellie in the bathroom at Jamba Juice (I was not the one using the
bathroom):
Ellie: Mom, for some reason it looks like your butt’s really
big.
Me: Um…okay. Thanks
for your honesty. *examines backside in the mirror*
E: Mom! Stop looking
at your butt!
M: Well, you said it looked big.
E: It’s not that big.
M: Oh, well, that’s better.
E: Besides, why are we even having this conversation about
butts?
M: Um, because you started it?
E: Uh, no. Your butt
started it. By being big.
I'm definitely doing something right.