Air Head

So, I'm sitting down with Norah, messing with her hair. Its finally long enough to start putting it in pony tails! So, as I am shaping and imagining her hair up, Madelynn comes up and says:

Madelynn: Whats in her head?

Me: I'm just playing with her hair, I can't see whats in her head.

Madelynn: Yes, you can, just look in her ear!

Me: Oh....Hmmmm...(looking in her ear)

Madelynn: (getting closer and peering down) What do you see?

Me: A big smart brain! What do you have in your head?

Madelynn: (Tapping her head a few times...eyes big as saucers) I got nothin'!!!

Oh Shoot.

Me: "Oh shoot"

Madelynn: Why did you say Oh Shoot?

Me: Well, I put the dirty washcloth on top of the clean clothes pile by accident.

Madelynn: I like to say Oh Shoot.

Me: Oh ya? ( hmmm, is this a teaching moment?)

Madelynn: I also like to say Oh Shit.

Me: (Um, yes, this is a teaching moment in all its sparkle and glory) Oh really? I don't like to say it. (pure lie, fumbling, do I make a big deal of this? If I make a big deal, she might think more of it than if I let them moment pass and shrug it off.) Grandma doesnt like that word.... ( I say...)

Madelynn: Oh, ok.

(done, passed, didnt make a big deal, and hopefully we will not have to wash her mouth out with soap until she is at least 7.)