So tonight as Luke was eating his supper, he kept pushing on his bare chest and particularly his nipples. I guess he had never noticed them before. (It’s been so warm here lately that I have let the boys run around without shirts.) Anyway, Luke finally asked, “What are these?” To which I replied, “They are nipples.” He then said, “I don’t like them.” I asked him why. He responded: “Because I don’t want them here.” I asked him, “Where do you want them?” He said, “I want them in the ketchup.” Uhm… Okay then.