Flora: Mommy, when I grow up, I’m going to get married and get a baby.
Me: That’s good, Flora. (Never mind that my racing brain was trying to process this news.)
Flora: It’s going to come out of my lady business.
The nurse was visiting Nanny today, and Flora was next door while she was there.
When the nurse was done, she came down to talk to Bella. Bella introduced her to Flora. Flora asked who she was.
Bella told me about the following exchange.
“I’m the nurse who comes to take care of Nanny,” the nurse explained.
“How is Nanny?” Flora asked.
“She’s just fine.”
“Did you wash her lady business?”