so this morning braxton cornered me into having "that conversation"
why was i different to him.
with lots of giggling - from me
and lots of trying to get him to forget about the questions,
i gave in and told him in a very quiet and akward voice the name of what makes me a girl.
he looks at me, smiles cheekily and said
"oh girls have a john"
i don't know where he got that from it doesn't even sound similar to what i said.
but instead of correcting him i went along with it.
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