For those of you who have seen my picture, you know that I tend to wear V-neck shirts and have a large cleavage. So I usually end up with some crumb falling in there, and hubby always teases me and says I am storing food for winter (like a squirrel). I am telling you this, so you understand Kerri's perspective in the following conversation, which happened last night at the dinner table:
Mommy: "Kerri, you are starting to get a belly!"
Kerri: "Well you have a bigger belly than me, or Daddy, or Grandpa, or Nana."
Mommy: "Yes, that is true."
Kerri: (pointing to my chest) "And you have extra storage for food in your big boobies."
Life with Kerri reminds us to be careful what we say.