Gender Bender!

At times, the Missus and yours truly often try to mess with Stwabbit’s mind by telling her she has to choose whether she wants to be a boy or a girl. Last night, once the lights were out, we posed the same question to her. We told her that we had to inform her school about what she finally decides to be.

“I want to be a girl!” says Stwabbit.

“Why?” I ask. “Why don’t you want to be a boy, like your Papa?”

“I WANT TO BE A GIRL!” she reiterates, “I don’t want to have to wash my baby’s potty! That’s what Papa’s are for!”

Fair and Lovely

“Mamma, would you like to buy this?”

We’re at a departmental store, purchasing our monthly groceries. Stwabbit is standing there, among the shelves, holing a tube of ‘Fair & Lovely’, a much-advertised fairness cream.

“No!” exclaims the Missus. “I’m fair enough, thank you!”

Stwabbit follows her around, tube in hand.

“You’ll look beautiful, like Aishwarya Rai!” she pleads.

“I don’t want to look like Aishwarya Rai! Put it back on the shelf!”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure! PUT IT BACK!!!”

There’s a pregnant pause. Then, Stwabbit turns around and shrugs.

“Oh, well. If you don’t want to be fair and beautiful, that’s your problem!”