While at Walmart this afternoon, I was cutting through the... eh hem, feminine products isle.
My three year old son, who was walking along side the cart yells up at me, "What are doze?" pointing to the... eh hem, feminine products on the shelf.
My six year old daughter took charge of the conversation. "Those are for when you bleed on your bum bum!"
"Ya!", my four year old son yells back over his shoulder, "They're bum bum band aids!"
And then I smiled sweetly at the man who walked by at that exact moment.