The Fine Art of a Compliment

This morning after my shower I put on my prettiest nursing bra. I finished dressing, put on makeup and fixed my hair, and brought the children downstairs for breakfast.

As we sat at the table munching our cereal, I lifted my shirt to feed Baby Girl her breakfast as well. (This is an everyday occurrence in our household). My three-year-old son watched me closely and said:

"You sure have a cool ... what do you call it? A booby shield or something?"

I tried to hide my smile. "You mean my bra?" I asked.

"Oh yeah," he nodded, "You sure have a cool bra."

My boy is learning the power of a nice compliment at a young age. He might have to work on his delivery, though. ;-)