Pimple, nipple…oh they just rhymed!

Conversations at morning brushing time. 

Me: Peanut, why do you have a pimple on your chin?

Peanut -touching the spot: that’s not a nipple, I scratched it. 

Me: I didn’t say nipple, I said pimple. 

Peanut: Oh!

Then later on at breakfast; a crowded public place.

Peanut – telling Mr. O: Aabo, mommy said I have a nipple on my chin. Look here!

I couldn’t stop him soon enough. Other diners nearby just started laughing. Thanks god it’s a child’s innocence.