Just the other day, I went into the bathroom to prepare a mop bucket. My reigning princess was sitting upon her throne (the porcelain one). I bent over the tub to run the water, rinse the mop, and so on. Apparently my rear-end was right in her line of vision so she had no choice but to inspect it...
and come to the conclusion that, "Mom. You have a
big butt." I replied, "Yes I do. And
you, Miss Izzy, have a
small butt." She then said, in her little dramatically wistful whine, "
Ohhh Mooom, when I grow up I want to be a mom
just like
you!" Then a pause, then, "Even if I
do have a big butt. That's okay, right?" I said, "Yeah, that part's pretty unavoidable. When you get to be a mom like me, your butt is just going to be
big."
