Okay, it was too funny not to share.

Girl1, in case you didn’t know it, loves dinosaurs. Loves, loves, loves dinosaurs. Ergo, we know a lot about fossils. And Girl2 equates bones with fossils.

So this morning she says, with her hand down the back of her pants:

“You know the fossil? In my butt? What’s it called?”

It took me a moment, but I was able to respond with a reasonably calm, “ahhh…that’s your tailbone.”

Which elicited a giggle. Evidently “tailbone” is funnier than “fossil in my butt”.