Doing laundry today. Connor is sorting his basketfulls on his bed. He comes across one of my t-shirts in his basket by mistake. He brings it to me in the other room:
C: Uh. I think this is yours.
D: It is. Just throw it over the rail out there in the foyer. I'll get it.
C: (holding shirt up to his chest) Wow. Your neck is humongous.
D: It is not! That's a v-neck! (indignant and insulted)
C: What's a v-neck?
D: Its a shirt with a big open v-shaped neckline. Like the one I have on.
C: OH!! Its one of the ones you wear and we can all see your top boob.
D: What? What did you say?
C: TOP BOOB. That's what I call it.
Turns with a shrug and walks away.
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