l* was getting ready for church on sunday and we put gel in his hair, he had his new tie on from grandma, and we even spritzed some of daddy's cologne. i told him, "the ladies are you going to love you!"
he smiled and thought for a minute, then replied "where the ladies go?"
indeed, son.
he then followed up with, "i don't want the ladies."
i assured him that he could push them away.
