Wanda Says…On my daughter’s opinion of chest hair.

I took the kids to their swim lesson this afternoon, and on the way there I explained to them that they have a new swim instructor.  The conversation went like this:

Bryn:  Who’s the new teacher?

Me:  His name is Stephen.

Bryn:  A boy?!  Will he be wearing a shirt in the pool?

Me:  I don’t know.  Why do you ask?

Bryn: Ugh, Mom!  (eye roll)  Chest hair!  Blech!!!!!!!!!!

Me:  (laughing my ass off)

Bryn:  I don’t want to touch his chest hair!  That is so gross!

Me:  (still laughing)  🙂