questions.

Jett is full of questions.  Question after question after question.  I love it but boy does it get tiresome sometimes answering them all.  He obviously thinks I know everything.  He is proving that I clearly don't.  


Yesterday while driving he asked "Mom, do I have boobs?"  Wondering if I heard him right, I turned my head to look at him and he had his shirt pulled up looking around in bewilderment.  Before I could answer he continued, "Oh no that's right.  Marli said I have nibbles.  Right mom?  I have nibbles."   


I burst out laughing.  
It still makes me giggle.  


Did I correct him.  Nope.  Nibbles is a much better word than ni**les.