Straws.

We spent last weekend up in Fargo for our annual 'Lundon St. Patricks Day' celebration. Tom & Shirl booked us a room to share with Hannah and Jerod, it was a semi-private, 2ish room sort of deal. So Jerod and Hannah took the super comfy pull out couch and Brian, me, Elle & Cal piled into the king size bed. Everyone was sUpEr comfy! The next morning the kids woke up bright and early to go...SWIMMING. Ellery was the first one up, asking all sorts of questions like, is the pool open? are Kenzie & Kaylee (cousins) up yet? did you bring my new suit? what are those straws for that you keep in the bathroom?

Well I say (I hear giggling from Hannah in the next room) 'those are for when you get older.'

Ellery is persistent, 'like for what?'

'Well it's for when you are a woman and we are not going to talk about it right now' (more giggling from next door, thanks Hannah)

Ellery is not going to let this die ..'like what?' she asks again.

Finally I say 'Ellery it is something we need to talk about in private, so lets talk about this when we get home, and I think I threw in there for good measure....'I think the pool is open, lets get going'.

Brian took the kids down to the pool while Hannah, Jerod and I had a good laugh.

Jerod suggested I tell her they are for nose bleeds. Can you imagine the next time she has a nose bleed and she comes walking out with one of those stuffed up her nose and a long string hanging out. Ugh.

She has not brought it up again, and I am not about to remind her. So I have bought myself some time...I'm taking suggestions on how to have this 'talk' with an eight year old. An eight year old that still thinks she has a front butt and back butt.