Our grandson is about 3 1/2,we hang the washing out sometimes,he gets the clothes out of the washing basket and passes them to me and i clip them on the line,he loves doing it.
He can't reach the clothes at the bottom of the basket,so tips it on its side and crawls in and brings them out.
Every piece of clothing he says what it is,sock,shirt,whatever.
He calls Mrs Scarry GG,so all the undies are called GG's nickers,no matter who's they are.[bighmmm]
Anyway he dragged a bra out one day and he said what is this thing?I said,i dunno,i will just hang it up.
Couple of weeks later,we are hanging out the washing again,and he pulls a bra out and says,i know what this is for,thats where boobies go...
I couldn't believe my ears[bighmmm]

