This morning, S and I were playing with her doll. She told me the doll was crying because she was hungry. We must feed her!!
I told her to just feed the baby some milk. She said she couldn't find the baby's bottle (the militant breastfeeder in my cringed a little at that). I told her to just feed the baby some milk from her breasts. She looks down at her chest, and thinks for a good 10 seconds. "I have no boobs, Mommy. I need to grow up first!"