playing can be so confusing

*this just in: I wrote something new for Mama Manifesto and it’s up over there today. It hopefully paints a picture and sends a message and resonates. If not, it’s just about my own bouncy brain and crap television. See you there. I mean, if you go over there. Nicely.

And also:

Miles and Asher had a combined birthday party recently. Both sides of the family were there, so people who don’t know each other that well from either side were all there. (And yes, it was quite redundant of me to explain that.) Above, you will see Cousin O, to the right, with the squirt gun. And at the far left is Cousin M. Cousin O and Cousin M have rarely been around each other.

Which brings me to this conversation between Cousin M (left) and an adult family member.

Cousin M – Is O a boy or a girl? (see long-haired boy on the right)
Adult – He’s a boy.
Cousin M – (skeptically) Are you sure?
Adult – Yes, I’m very sure.
Cousin M – (said like he has a huge secret) Do you think Miles knows that???

The hilarity here is that of course, as a closer family member, Miles does know the sex of his Cousin O. But Cousin M just could not be convinced. He seemed to feel someone needed to tell Miles right away, and therefore, he explained, as the wiser and older of the two- Miles, your Cousin O is a boy, but I still think she’s a girl.

To which Miles responded, No, she’s not a girl. He’s a boy.

Dude. Kids are hilarious.

The End.

{Disclaimer: All parental parties know the details of this story and find it funny. No offense was taken at the assumption of Cousin O’s sex. Because it happens all the time. He can be wearing a Spiderman costume and people still assume, because of the long hair, that he is a girl. His parents think it’s hilarious.}