I've never been shy about letting the kids see me when I'm running around au naturale. I'm pretty sure I abandoned the concept of "modesty" while laboring with W (seriously, I didn't care who saw what when I was trying to get that damn kid out, and it's sort of stuck with me). And I spent a solid 18 of W's 39.5 months of life running around topless (or feeling like I was, anyway) while I nursed him and his brother. So the boys have seen all of my bits. When they ask questions, I try to give anatomically correct answers and not giggle like a 12-year-old boy.
With that background, it's no surprise that I've had the following conversations with the three-year-old recently.
(I was getting W diapered, lotioned, and jammied after his bath, and was sort of leaning over him. I was also wearing a tank top and no bra).
W (grabbing the front of my tank top and pulling me forward so he could look down my shirt): Mommy, dose you [clearly struggling to come up with the correct word] meetins?
Me: No, those aren't mittens. Those are my nipples.
W: W have neeples?
Me: Yep, you have nipples.
W: Bruh-rur have neeples?
Me: Yes, R has nipples.
W: Neeples feed baby.
Me: Sometimes nipples feed babies.
W: Neeples feed R!
Me: Yes, when R was a baby, he ate from my nipples.
W: Oh, ok! (that's how pretty much every conversation with him ends anymore)
(This was a few days later. I was again getting him dressed, but I wasn't wearing anything that made it possible for the kid to see my nips).
W: Mommy have neeples.
Me: Yes, I do have nipples, W.
W: Neeples feed baby.
Me: They do.
W: W have neeples.
W: I feed baby wif my neeples!
Me (suppressing the urge to laugh heartily): Maybe some day, bud.
These exchanges surprised me for several reasons. First, I was shocked that he remembered the whole "nipples feed babies" thing. It's been almost a year since I stopped nursing R, and he hasn't been around any other nursing moms since. Second, I was (pleasantly) surprised that he made the logical progression of Mom fed a baby with her nipples, I have nipples, so I can feed a baby with my nipples! Watching how hard he was concentrating during these talks was so cute.
Now, if I could get him as interested in peeing in the potty as he is in nursing a baby, I'd be golden.