We took the kids to BP's last night for dinner. It's the celebration of both the end of the week, and my not having to cook dinner. Our young waitress took our order. Madelyn couldn't take her eyes off her... Once she walked away, we had this dialogue:
Mad: "Why did she have a pin sticking in her mouth?"
Me: "I don't know, looks like it hurts"
Mad: "Yeah, I bet it hurts" [the next sentence was my biggest mistake, rather than just stopping right here, I added]
Me: "I think it looks kinda awful"
Mad: "Well, I think it looks pretty"
We will never be able to say, that anything she does surprises us... God help me.