The 3 year old follows me into the bathroom today (as usual) and says "You look pretty today Mommy but your boobs are fat." *She pokes one*
Me: "They're supposed to be fat."
3 year old: "I don't think so, Mom."
Me: "Trust me on this one sweetie. It took me two kids to get them this way. I can now catch chips in my cleavage. They're very handy. Fat boobs are A-Okay."
3 year old: Ppppffffttt. If you say so."
Me: "Please stop poking them."
3 year old: "But seriously. They're so fat today."
Me: "Isn't it time for you to go pick on your brother?"