We Need to Wash the Remote

This conversation just happened:

Po: "Uh, Mommy, I think we need to wash the remote."

Me: "Why? What happened?"

Po: "I kinda got some chocolate on it."

For some reason, his chocolate cake was on the table and floor rather than his plate.

Po: "But don't worry. I already licked like half of it off."

Me: "Fantastic. Thanks."

Boob Man

Po just asked, "Mommy, do you use that breast thing?"

"Breast thing?"

"Yeah, that, um...you know, breast thing...I saw it on TV just now on the commercial. I forget what it's...oh, a BRA!" Do you use that kind of bra?

"What kind of bra is it?"

"I think it's Playrex or Playerex or something."

"Playtex?"

"YEAH, that's it. Do you use it?"

"Um, no, I don't think I have any Playtex bras. Why are you asking me about this?"

"Well, it's really comfortable. It said so on TV. So I thought you would want to use it, if you don't use it now."

"Well, thanks for the great, tip, buddy. I'll take it into consideration."

"Sure."