Thanks for that....

Reagan (sitting on Mommy's lap and playing with my hair): "Mom, your hair is very long.  For a BOY!"

Uhhhhhhhhhh..... thanks?

Oh Goodness....

This is probably Too Much Information.... BUT....
Reagan just came out of my bedroom, carrying a leopard skin number and said
"Mom!  I found your swim suit!"

Uhhhhhhhhh.  Not a swimsuit, sister. 
"What is it, then?"  she asks innocently.

"It's a.... uh..... nightgown," I stammer.

"A nightgown?!?!?!?!"

So it doesn't look like hers. 

Good grief.