Gotta love kids...

Simone and little B stood in line at the bank, patiently waiting for their turn. One of the bank officers walked by and greeted Simone. "My!" She said, crouching down to meet little B's gaze. "You've grown a lot, little B!" "I have," he readily agreed. "See?" He stood up straight and drew an imaginary line from the top of his head to Simone. "I'm as tall as my mom's boobs." "Little B!" Squawked Simone, positively mortified. "Please don't use that word in a public place!" "Boob?" Little B grinned mischievously. "Boob, boob, boob, boob, boob," He chanted, increasingly louder. Okay. So maybe we'll do our banking another day...