“Mom, when I grow up, can I have a big forehead like you?” she asked as we were finishing up breakfast.
What do you say to that?
Well I’m sure you would’ve said something wise, I on the other hand just laughed. I guess its better than her wondering if her bottom will ever be that big(which she has and which I’ve still not gotten over). Their funny questions sneak up on you like monkeys in the tree above waiting to drop coconuts on your head. . .or forehead(which wouldn’t be that hard if it was sooo big).