I was sitting in the clinic waiting to be seen when two little girls spotted me (well, kind of). I was across from my life size cutout reading the latest in Spring looks for under $100 in Redbook when the younger sister, (probably about 4), looks at the poster and then at me and says, "Why is she staring at me?" I told her she must like the butterflies on her dress to which she replied, "Mine is prettier than hers. She can't have it cause if she weared it she would take her dress off and she would be all naked. She can't be naked!"
Woah, take down a notch there sweetie. First of all there are all types of beauty and the dress was not that atrocious. And second, how do I say this? Luckily her mother intercepted that comment. I'm already having a hard time explaining safe sex to my 11 year old during human growth and development week at school so I don't know how I would have explained that one to her.
Imagine if I had told her that she was me? At least she didn't think I was Puerto Rican though. Sometimes I wonder if I casually sauntered in there wearing the exact same outfit and sat right next to it if anyone would make the connection.
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