Totally not craft related but too funny not to share....
Earlier tonight my mother was over. Liv had been trying on some new clothes, and was now stripped naked. She reaches into the bag for another outfit to put on, but the only one left was one that I had bought ahead for next fall. So I tell her that's enough.
Liv: But I want to play pretend ballerina!
Me: So play pretend ballerina in your panties.
Liv: But all my friends would see my pretend 'noobs' [That's "boobs" in Livspeak.]
Me: So go to your room and find a T-shirt, or some pajamas cause it's almost time for bed.
Little girl gets up and walks into the other room, and emerges a few minutes later wearing her tutu. No shirt, just the tutu.
Me: Won't your friends see your pretend 'noobs' in that?
Liv: No, cause my teacher has little patches I can put here... and here....
Me: Oh, so she has a class set of them?
Liv: Yep, she's got a class set of little patches.
Yep, my child has discovered the concept of pasties at the ripe old age of 4. Ahhh, but it gets better. She twirls around a bit and then disappears for a few seconds, coming back with pieces of scotch tape over her 'noobs.' She looks down at them, and then at me.
Liv (pointing at her scotch tape pasties): Pretend these are blue.
She proceeds to then twirl around the room in her tutu and pretend blue pasties, and when she's done, she peels both of them off at the same time with an almost flourish and walks out of the room.
Poor Daddy witnessed the whole thing.