Uncontrollable Laughter

It is not often that our entire family is struck by uncontrollable laughter, but at dinner tonight we all found ourselves infected with giggles.

Hummingbird was telling us about a book she was reading in which the main character cut herself while shaving her legs.  After describing how disgusting it was, she said, "I don't ever want to shave.  Do I have to shave my legs?"

I answered, "No, you don't have to, but in American society people will make fun of you if you don't."  Then I added, "I don't want to shave either.  So, I only do it when I'm going out in public with my legs showing.  I almost never shave in the winter when only Dad will see."  (more information than anyone wants, I'm sure...)

Raucous laughter ensued from the girls, and DH and I began laughing, too.  Through her laughter Hummingbird tried to ask, "Why would you let Dad see your legs and no one else?"  

I realized that I was on the verge of opening a can of worms I did not intend to open.  Trying to avoid the Birds and the Bees talk I answered something like, "Dad thinks my legs are pretty, so sometimes I show them to him."  Enough to silence any further questions, and everyone's laughter eventually calmed.

It was nice to have a moment of full family enjoyment, and it was nice to end with my children still as innocent as ever.