Mommy: Well, girls have hormones (what was I thinking telling my 4 yr old that?)
Abigail: What are hormones?
Husband: Can I try this one?
Mommy: [thinking: I can't wait to hear this]
Husband: Girl boobies are bigger b/c that is how they feed the babies. Only girls can do that, not boys.
Abigail: [lifts up shirt to look at her own chest. looks over at mommies chest.]
Abigail: Oh, ok.
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Abigail: Mommy, did you know there is a man on the moon?
Mommy: There is? How did he get there?
Abigail: Jesus put him there.
Mommy: Why is he there?
Abigail: He drives the moon away when the sun comes out.
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Abigail: He pees funny.
Mommy: What?
Abigail: He has a tail with a hole in it and when he lets go, pee comes out.
Mommy: WHAT?!
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Abigail: Mommy, when Tori came outside she looked beautiful.
Mommy: Did you tell her that?
Abigail: No... I wanted to but I was just too shy.
Mommy: Why were you too shy? You love Miss Tori.
Abigail: I didn't want to get embarrassed.
Mommy: How do you know if you are embarrassed?
Abigail: When your eyebrows go up, that means you are embarrassed.
Mommy: ok.
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Abigail: Mommy, did I have a big sister too when I was little?
Mommy: No honey, you are the first born. So am I. We have that in common. That is why I get sad that you keep growing bc one day you are going to be big and I won't be able to hold you anymore.
Abigail: I tell you what mommy, when I grow up, we can still play together. But we have to get grown up toys.
Mommy: What are grown up toys?
Abigail: hmmm, lawnmowers and weedeaters...
Mommy: That sounds like daddy's toys, what about mommy's toys?
Abigail: You like to watch tv.
Mommy: Well what about the washing machine and dryer (i was doing laundry during this conversation)
Abigail: That's not play mommy, that's work!
Mommy: Oh, so you think when daddy is working in the yard that he is really playing?
Abigail: yeah mommy!
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