A Discussion About Boobies

There's been a lot of talk about boobs in our house lately.  Sophie has finally discovered hers (my previous mosquito bite post  is evidence of that) and has a very healthy interest in the subject which prompted a good conversation last night.

But first, a fond booby memory. Every winter we vacation in Hawaii and one of our rituals there is to walk to Starbucks in the morning.  Just after I had Ava, and had particularly large nursing breasts, this conversation took place:

(I am in line at Starbucks chatting with the handsome gentleman in front of me. Sophie is wandering around, checking out the merchandise. She comes up and stands between us, facing me.)

Sophie: (pointing up) Are those your giant boobies?

Me: Yes they are.

Last night's conversation was much more enlightened. I was buying a bra on Amazon on my iphone. Ava was watching Dora and Sophie was swinging on the treadmill safety bar. This is actually an abridged version of the conversation:

Sophie: What are you doing?

Me: I'm buying a braziere. That's a bra.

Sophie: For your big boobies?

Me: Yes.

Sophie: Do you like wearing a bra?

Me: Not really.  I wish I didn't need to wear one.

Sophie: Well, I don't need to wear a bra.

Me: That's true. But some day you'll grow boobies. So will Ava.

Sophie: Yes! But now I just have little kid boobies. (to Ava) Ava! Do you have little kid boobies?

Ava: NO!!!