Zander is such a help around the house and with the babies. I sometimes forget that he's only four years old. Today we were sitting on the couch each holding a twin, giving them a bottle before nap time. He started to pull her dress down inspecting her chest.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Looking at her boobs," he informed me. "Her nipples look like mine. When she grows up they'll be big like yours, right?" Then he added, "I think Maya's gonna be fat when she grows up. She's getting pretty heavy."