Last night, my 7 year old son was studying me. When I noticed he asked:
Carter: Mom, so you don't have to wear breasts anymore?
Me: (confused) What do you mean?
Carter: You know, you don't have to WEAR BREASTS anymore?
Me: Well, I don't HAVE breasts anymore, is that what you mean?
Carter: Ya, how come?
Me: Remember, I had surgery to remove my breasts because I had cancer?
Carter: Yes, but you know, you don't have to WEAR them anymore? (does motions with hands)
Me: Oh, you mean BRAS?
Carter: YES! So, you don't have to WEAR them anymore?
Carter: Oh. Okay! (trots out of room pretending to be a Pokemon character)