
Catelyn was sitting beside me today while I was changing Tripp's diaper.  I could tell her little mind was working, and I could also tell she was processing "parts" of Tripp that she had never processed before.  Here is how the following conversation went:
Catelyn: (GASP) Mommy!!!!
Me:  What Catelyn
Catelyn:  What did the doctor do!!!? (Tripp had been to the Dr. the previous day)
Me: (somewhat laughing)  What do you mean?
Catelyn:  (hand balled up in a fist held in front of her hips) he messed "it" up!!
Me: (laughing a little harder) it's ok...he's not messed up, boys are made different than girls.
Catelyn:  (wide eyes) OH!!!
That precious, little girl never fails to get a laugh out of me on a daily basis.