Sophia is always the one to console me...

The other night after swimming in the pool and showering. Sophia and Sydney saw me in the buff (yipes!)... Sophia said something about my bosom (can't remember exactly what she said)... this conversation followed:

Sydney: "can I have some milk from them"
Mommy: in a sad tone... "no, you and Sophia drank it all when you were little"
Sophia: gently patting my knee  "it's okay Mommy, Daddy will go to the store and buy more"

Yeah! Once again, Daddy to the rescue. :)