Earlier this morning we were in Daven's playroom and we both seemed to notice at the same time that his pull-up was less than fresh.
"Ew, Daven. We need to change that. "
He looks down and gives it a squish. I cringe.
He then pats his crotch and says, "It looks like there's a baby in here. "
I think I said ew, although I'm not really sure. It certainly caught me off guard.
Later that morning...
I finally convinced him to change out of his pjs. With his shirt off, he said, "Look, mommy. I have tiny boobs. See, right here. ". He pointed to his nipples.
Then as his clean shirt was getting put on, he said, "This shirt like a bra for my boobs. ".