1.We went to a baby shower for my cousin's wife and their was another female friend there talking in our little conversation circle.  I was holding Holly, who pointed at our other friend and said, "She has a baby in her tummy, too, Daddy!"

Whoops.

Everyone pretended they didn't hear it including me, which if course is impossible.  My daughter has yet to be accused of being soft-spoken.

I quickly decided Holly needed to go to the bathroom, or any other excuse to remove her from the scene without having her say it again because I didn't respond.

2.  We were waiting to pick up my son from kindergarten, when Holly looked at one of the other dads who is black, but has very conspicuous white or albino birthmarks on his face.  Holly said, "Dad, that man got paint all over his face!"

At first I felt bad, but the dad laughed at the innocence of it.  I explained to her that in a way, yes he did.  God painted him that way, which of course inspired the "why?" question.  None of you have ever gotten that question before have you.  :-)  So I went into the whole everyone is different speech and she was satisfied with that.

1.  A very short man (but not a litlte person) walked by us.  My daughter greets him, "Hi Little Man!"

I have sooooo many stories, sooooo little time!  My oldest (who was 4 ish at the time) pointed to a very large man standing in the bank line behind us and said, "Look mom, that man is SO BIG and he needs to exercise!"  I wanted to die, shrink into the floor, slither away....you name it!  I kindly explaned to my dear child that God makes us all different sizes, shapes and colors, and that it is not nice to point out that someone is different.  (Especially not so loudly and pointing too!)  Of course, my son said, "But, mom!  He is really Fat - isn't he?"    So, I then leaned over to my son, and said..."Please stop saying that!  You are embarassing me and being rude!"  I apologized to the gentleman behind us and he was actually very nice about it all.  He chuckled and said, "Hey buddy, thanks for the reminder to start exercising again. I've gotten away from the gym and need to get back..."  (Or something to that effect.)  Many more, but, gotta pick up the oldest from Kindergarten!  More later. 

yeah, my list could go on and on.  I have to say the funniest, in retrospect, was the time at costco when he noticed a middle eastern man with the turban on his head.  Ethan said, "Um, excuse me man.  You're supposed to hang your towel on the bar in the bathroom.  Not keep wearing it all day."

cuz i have a towel wrapped around my hair every morning to dry it and then i hang it on the rack.  he's made a LOT of comments.  his favorite, "Mommy, is that a boy or girl?"  usually directed at women with short hair.

now, he just has that look.  that inquisitive look and if i catch it in time, all i have to say is, "NO! Don't ask, don't speak, wait until we get in the car."

My daughter is 3, so havn't had too many of these yet.  But 2 do stick out.  One was in a store,  Z-Rock was in the cart, and in front of us was a little black girl with her hair made into a lot of little braids.  From Z's view point, she could only see the back of the other girls head, thus only her hair.  She said 'look daddy, a puppy!'

The other one was when we were sitting at a Bible study and the pastors wife was next to me.  Z looked over and said 'is that a boy?'