Roosters…and chickens
Feb 15th, 2007 by Tana
Ben’s hair is quite short, so regardless of whether he goes to bed with it wet or dry, he invariably wakes up with “roosters” in his hair. I use the little brush they gave us at the hospital for washing baby’s hair with a little water on it to get them to settle down.
This morning, I fixed his roosters and then he decided to fix Joey’s roosters.
I told him to leave Joey’s roosters alone and go fix Mr. Bunny’s roosters. [Mr. Bunny is the gracious recipient of Ben’s affections mimicking everything I do for Joey.]
Then he said, “Mommy have chickens.”
Chickens? Where do I have chickens? We don’t own any chickens. What is he talking about?
I looked at him and he said it again.
“Mommy have chickens,” and he pointed at my hair.
Okay, I get it…
Hilarious! Apparently only boys have roosters. Girls have chickens. I think that’s quite logical.