This afternoon my 6 year old decided she wanted to create a comic book.
About a bride.
She spent quite a bit of time writing out the story and drawing the coordinating pictures, informing me that “doing the design before the color is important.”
I had scenes from Chasing Amy run through my head and was relieved that she wanted to be more than a tracer.
She showed me her partially finished product…
and thought how the hell did she know!?
I don’t remember describing that part. I remember describing other parts, but not that part.
Apparently that one OBGYN visit I took her on 5 years left an impression.
Which makes me wonder how and why my 2 year old asked me what a clitoris is.
The next time she asks I’m just going to tell her it’s the cousin of the kumquat.
And take them all to church. Immediately.
