Emily has become very aware of the world now that she's a mature 9-year-old.
She's chief of the word-police, censoring all swear words (and even some she deems as such), though she rarely hears any. She tries hard not to disapprove of anything remotely alcoholic in nature, though there's very little of that sort of stuff in our house anyway. And she is very aware -- with a wink and a smile -- of things more "adult" in nature, though she's never a part of any conversations involving such topics.
So when she was out on a daddy-daughter date last Friday evening it gave Stuart a bit of a start to have her proclaim loudly enough for the entire restaurant to hear: "So are you and Mommy trying for another baby?"
Then when Stuart chuckled and looked a bitshocked embarrassed, she added very seriously, "It's okay, Daddy, I know all about how it works."
See: Times You Want to Melt into a Puddle Under the Table.
She's chief of the word-police, censoring all swear words (and even some she deems as such), though she rarely hears any. She tries hard not to disapprove of anything remotely alcoholic in nature, though there's very little of that sort of stuff in our house anyway. And she is very aware -- with a wink and a smile -- of things more "adult" in nature, though she's never a part of any conversations involving such topics.
So when she was out on a daddy-daughter date last Friday evening it gave Stuart a bit of a start to have her proclaim loudly enough for the entire restaurant to hear: "So are you and Mommy trying for another baby?"
Then when Stuart chuckled and looked a bit
See: Times You Want to Melt into a Puddle Under the Table.
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