When my daughter was 3 I took her swimming at the local rec centre and proceeded to be humiliated. We were changing in one of the alcoves when she take great interest in my adult body. ‘Oh mummy you have a beard!’Trying to shush her and explain that our bodies are private she gets louder and more pointed. ‘When will I get a v****a beard! I want one!’I explained she would have to wait until she was much older and she probably wouldn’t be as enthusiastic about it. Bless her... she decided that this wasn’t fair and threw one of the biggest melt downs of her toddler years. Screaming through the rec centre about how it wasn’t fair that I got to have a v****a beard and she didn’t. I WANT ONE NOW! I WANT A V****A BEARD NOW!Edit: thanks everyone for enjoying a good laugh with me, my daughter is now 8 and I think it is now the funniest story. At the time I just wanted the world to swallow me whole...oh how the roles have reversed