So we’re all sitting around the table enjoying a wonderful breakfast. After some serious over-eating I leaned back, stretched and announced that I was full. My 3-year old niece was sitting next to me and looked over and said, “I see you are full.” I smiled and rubbed my belly, “Yep.”

“No” she said, “Your other belly looks full” and she pointed at my chest. At this point my brother-in-law almost spit his biscuits. I explained to her that what she was looking at wasn’t my belly, and then she and I proceeded to have a minute and a half conversation about breasts, over breakfast. Finally she turned to my brother and said, “Daddy, look!” Without looking up, Fly just kept eating and said, “Yep, I know honey, now eat your breakfast.”

It’s a good thing my mom didn’t actually start choking from laughing so hard…I would’ve just thought she was faking her “coping mechanism.”