Zane: (shining his flashlight on my cleavage) What's that? (like he doesn't know)
Me: My boob.
Zane: (putting his finger into my cleavage) What's that? What's in there?
Me: Uh...nothing. (giggle) Nothing's in there. It's nothing.
Zane: Maaaaayyyybeeeee....it's a butt-crack?
Me: (Stifled giggle) Ummm...it's not a butt-crack. (giggle) I guess it's a boob-crack.
Zane: BOOB-CRACK?!! Heeheeheehee!!
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3 comments:
Too funny...you have such interesting conversations with your son! lol
I think you should write a book.
When did you get a boob crack??
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