Several years ago my girls began talking about Jazz-girl. I would frequently hear them saying things like "You be Cinderella and I'll be Jazz-girl," or whatever. I admit I had no flippin' idea what they were talking about but they were not fighting so I didn't ask. Then one day (months after this all started) Sunshine told me she wanted to see the Jazz-girl movie.
Ummm... what?
For several minutes I tried to figure out what she was talking about while she looked at me like I was a moron. Finally she let out a huge sigh and brought me this:
Ding!
"OH! You mean Jasmine!"
Again I get the look that says I am a moron, and a slow one at that.
"No mommy. She is a girl. Jazz-GIRL."
Jasmine = Jazz-man = Jazz-girl
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