It's very cute hearing the string of words coming out of her mouth with the proper intonation that makes her sound like a little adult. Even if it's an uncouth little adult. What can I say though, she learned it from her mother.
It was during this time that she told me she was worried because she had a lump in her breast. It had been there, "for a long time" which upon further questioning meant a day or two. I checked and told her I knew what it was and she needn't worry, it wasn't cancer like she'd thought it might be. It was simple, it was puberty.
We talked about what a silly word 'puberty' was and how I remembered the day I told my mother about the uncomfortable bumps in my chest. How at her office she'd given me ice cream from an event they'd had a few days back. I told her how happy my mother had been for me and that I was just as happy for her. She wasn't so happy though.
She wasn't ready to become an adult. I told her that was a long, long time in the future and she'd go on being a girl for many years to come.
The Big Boy Update: I am not writing this. You have not read it. I was not here. My son is streaking his pants again. It went away for a long time. Possibly two years. But it's back and it has been multiple times. We're trying to figure out the cause. We don't think it's medical.
The Tiny Girl Chronicles: My daughter had scrapes all up and down her legs tonight. This is indicative of a fall. She didn't want to tell me at first, but I assured her it was okay, that we all fell. It happened while she was riding on the skateboard. I told her that made sense and that falling off a skateboard and getting scraped up was just part of learning for all of us.
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