"Ariel has breasts."
Carolyn makes this astute observation yesterday while watching the new Little Mermaid, straight to DVD, movie for about the billionth time. At the moment, Carolyn is very into how the body works. Breasts, bones, blood. It's all fascinating.
Uh-huh. "Is she a grown-up?"
Sure. Why not.
She thinks about this for a minute. "Then why does she still live with her father?"
I hate it when she catches me trying to blow her off. Well, I explain, she's a teenager, which means she's still a kid, but much older.
"So teenagers have breasts..." You could almost see the wheels churning.
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