My budding feminist

My 3 year old and her dad were in a parking lot where they found a butterfly which had met its demise. M wanted to pick it up and admire it, but as she held it, one of its wings broke. Her father looked down and saw the damaged wing saying, "Ohhh, poor little guy."

M lamented with him."Yeah, poor little guy...wait. Dad? Why does it have to be a guy? Can't it be a woman?"

I love my daughter.