Most of the books in our house are pink and sparkly.
They are about fairies, princesses, fairy tales, ponies, and other such ridiculous and wonderful nonsense.
Tonight, Lexi found this book:
And this was the conversation we had:
Lexi: MOM! Who brought this boy book into our house? (spoken with extreme disgust)
Me: I don't know, Lexi. I think it was Uncle Scottie's when he was little.
Lexi: Ugh . . . why would he give this to me?
Me: Lex, it just came with some of the other old books that Nana brought over.
Lexi: Why would NANA give this to me? Doesn't she understand? (even more disgust)
Me: understand what?
Lexi: That this is a girl house, and this is a boy book. It doesn't belong in the pattern.
Me: Well, I'm sure we can give it to a boy, maybe your cousin Trey will like it.
Lexi: Maybe. But I don't even know anyone who likes boy books - let's just give it to him right now so it's not in our house anymore.
Our Future Mass Cantor
10 years ago
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