As I was getting Henry off the bus this morning, he tucked his chubby, chilly hand down my sweater and said, "I like sexy cakes."
At least, I thought that's what he said. But an hour later when his teacher came for a home visit, she said they had pancakes for snack at school today. And Henry loves this video. So maybe he said "pancakes."
But he still had his hand in my sweater. Alright, I'm not as nubile and perky in certain regions of my body as I once was. But to have this alluded to by a 3-year old is downright sad.
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