We were in the lift of our block last evening when Randall pointed at Daryl's chest (fortunately, with no one else around) and asked, "What's that?" Daryl replied, "Boobs." And Randall went, "Boob... Book... Boobs.. Boobss..." all the way to our house and then, he blurted, "Dad Dad's Boobs!" Hmm.. On hindsight, we should have told him that was Dad Dad's chest. Sounds more... polite.
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