My four-year old daughter and I went on a Mommy/Daughter trip this week to visit my best friend and her family. While traveling through the airport on our way home, we stopped to use the bathroom. Being a ridiculously stubborn young girl, my daughter insisted on doing everything herself – including wiping her buttocks after going potty. However, upon occasion some left-over toilet paper sticks to her rear. This time, we were in a rush so after she wiped, we pulled up her pants and off to the gate we went. However, while walking down the crowded runway to get onto the plane, she loudly says, “Mommy, there is something stuck in my vagina, it’s ok, I’ll just get it out.” and then proceeds to start pulling her pants down. “NO!” I yell and grab her pants before they are down at her knees. She then can’t stop talking about what is stuck down there for the next ten minutes.
Finally, once the plane is in the air and we are able to go to the bathroom, we see that there is a little piece of toilet paper in her butt. I explain to her that the paper was in her buttocks and not her vagina, to which she replies, “Buttocks and vagina, I always get those two confused. Do you ever do that, Mommy?” No dear, I can honestly say, I do not.12 Comments