Out of the mouth of a babe

Lilia is fresh out of the bath.

While I get her dressed, I tell her she needs some Vicks on. She is sick, has a cold, but hasn't complained that her nose is red raw.

So her response, "I don't want that spicy stuff (Vicks), I want the soft stuff (Neosporin)." Okay, I agree. The soft stuff goes on the raw nose and the spicy stuff went on her chest.

Then she says, "you know sometimes girls dress like boys and boys dress like girls". "Really? I didn't know." Where does this come from?

Then she raves how she LOVES Michael Jackson. She's been on the MJ fix since school started. I think her best friend is schooling her on the MJ, because it isn't a topic of conversation, at all, in this house.