Bits and Pieces

..."daddy? What's "pervert" mean?"

..."uh...um...well...it's like, um, well, if someone is being mean to you but it's only if a boy is mean to a girl kind of... um... so, ok?"

Hubs tells me about this conversation this morning as I'm drinking my first cup of coffee. I imagine my beloved Bear calling some poor little third grade boy a "Pervert" and what that phone call from the principal will be like. I sigh.

At breakfast I say, "Bear? You know that word you asked daddy about? Pervert?"
"yep.."
"Well, it's actually not a nice word at all and so I don't ever want you to use it Ok?"
"oh, ok mom...can you put my hair into just one ponytail?"

Hoo boy.