Curious Cole and his identity crisis...

Cole has been a curious little fellow this week. The conversations I have with him are so funny, but often make me wonder...

Tangent Alert:

In my toothbrush holder I have one of those Reach Flossers, you know, "floss on a stick". Let me just say that I have it there just so people will THINK I am dedicated to flossing, however, I am not. I may in fact be the world's worst flosser. This "floss on a stick" is supposed to make it more convenient for me and the other anti-flossers out there, but alas...it does not. (tsk...tsk...from Kara, I know).

Now back to Cole:

As I am getting ready the other day Cole comes into the bathroom and we have the following exchange:

Cole: Hey Mom. What is this?

Me: It's for your teeth. It cleans between them, like a toothbrush.

Cole: Hmm? Does it pick your teeth out?

Me: No, just between them.

Cole: I want to pick all my teeth out with this, so that I will grow big teeth and talk like a MAN!

Me: Ouch....

Another day this week, Cole came through and said:
Cole: What is that black thing on your leg?
Me: That's a tattoo.

Cole: A Ta-Poo?

Me: No, a tattoo.

Cole: Did you get it at the tattoo place, where they put tattoos on your legs?

Me: Yes.

Cole: When I get big, I am going to go to the tattoo place and get a tattoo so that I can be a GIRL!

Me: No...No...