Where's My Bra?

Ok, I had to share something really funny. The last couple of days Sam has noticed that I have breasts. I'm not too concerned. I figured this would be coming some day. We were reviewing all the different body parts and naming them to each other. He spontaneously reaches out and touches my breast and says "What's that?" Well, the first thing out of my mouth is "boobs." Oops. I wish I had said breasts because now they are officially labled boobs in his head and that is what he keeps calling them. Oh well, I'll keep trying. Well, after I told him that, he promptly pulls at my shirt and touches my bra and says, "What's that?" I tell him that is a bra. He then pulls up his shirt all concerned and says, "Where's my bra?" I busted up laughing. He was so worried that he didn't have a bra. I told him that boys don't need bras and decided it was time to distract him a bit from that conversation. I can't help but laugh every time I think of that conversation though. I know this is just the beginning and hopefully all of his observations can be dealt with humor. I love my little 3-year old!