The four of us were lounging on the bed in our jammies one morning when Evan was a baby. Cian was about 2 1/2 at the time.
Cian: "Why can't Mommy play with me?"
Daddy: "Mommy's nursing Evan right now."
Cian: "You feed Evan."
Daddy: "I can't. I don't have boobies."
Cian, points at Daddy's bare chest: "You do so!"
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