Four Going on Fourteen

September 30th, 2009 by Diana

Scene:  Snuggling with 4-year-old in bed before sleepytime

A: “Mommy, I want to have bubbies, too.”

Me:  ”You will have them, when you’re bigger.”

A:  ”When I’m twelve will I have them?”

Me:  ”Yes, probably when you’re twelve you’ll have small bubbies.”

A: “When I’m twelve will I wear a bra?”

Me:  ”Yes, you’ll probably wear a bra.  I wore a little bra when I was twelve.” (bad memories of bra-snapping at 6th-grade recess)

A: “When I’m twelve will I be a babysitter?”

Me:  ”Yes you could be a babysitter, if you wanted to.”

A: “When I’m twelve will I still be a kid?”

A in Happy Green BeeMe (pause, swallowing):  ”Yes, sort of, you’ll still be a kid…”

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