One of my friends totally busted some little pervert on the playground trying to lift up Emma’s (2) dress, to see her “My Little Pony” panties today. I asked Emma what happened. For the sake of the child involved I won’t disclose his name, my husband would probably leave work and be waiting for the child to wake up from his nap so they could have a “talk.”
Emma said, “He twied to wook at my coo-coo Momma.” (Look, you have to call it something. That’s the best I could come up with.)
I told her the only time it is OK to hit is when a boy is trying to look at her coo-coo and to slug him next time…no child of mine is going to be a victim!
