how do you say...

if children are nothing else, they are a constant source of crack-up humor and enlightening viewpoints. here's an example...

as i was folding clothes yesterday, my ever helpful Bubsy comes rambling in.

"oh! can i help, mommy?!"

what mother turns down such an offer. i mean, what sane one? so he starts to help. in his manner this means sifting through to find the article he thinks i should fold next.

insert the bra. as he sifts, grabs and deposits, the comments are priceless. not to mention hilarious.

"a bra, mommy. girls wear bras, boys don't."

that's right, Bubsy, remember that one. he continues.

"girls wear bra's to cover up their nipples." (cough, cough) "why is it you don't want your nipples to show again?"

my advice, never have a kid if there's even a minute possibility that you aren't willing to answer the weirdest questions. just a thought.