My son saw a dwarf walking down the road, and called out pointing & jumping up and down (it was the first time he had seen a dwarf):
“look mommy, it’s a little daddy.”
Of course feeling myself turn purple with embarrassment I quietly tried to explain that it was not nice to say such things, that he had something different inside his body that made him little, and it was not nice to point it out.
At this my son replies:
” don’t be silly mommy, he will be fine, he just needs to drink more milk!!”
I couldn’t help but laugh and think how amazingly sweet our children can be in their minds the whole world is so simple and all you need is a biscuit and a glass a milk to put it right.