Kids ask the darndest things.

Kids ask the darndest things.
A kid asked me if I was a girl or boy. I asked her what she thought I was. She said boy, because I have short hair.

Note 1: my hair runs well past my shoulders.
Note 2: the kid who asked me isn’t even a kid I work with. She’s a “typical” child, a sister to one of the clients I have. Hmm…

Talk to me, Goose.