My son Milo is flitting in and out of the room while my wife is getting ready to go to her evening shift. He is four. Mommy has just grabbed her bra, and is starting to fit it in place when Milo Squeals, “Hey a Nipple thing!” Pointing at Mommy’s bra. That is for Nipples!” He shouts again, gleefully!

My wife stammers a little, I laugh, while leaving the room. My boy runs down the hall, chanting, “A thing for Nipples!” a couple times, disappearing into the kitchen.

My poor wife, embarassed, is sitting on the bed, muttering mockingly, ” Don’t mind me me, I’ll just be sitting here in my NIPPLE THING”..