Bareasts

In the mornings when I do Alanna's hair, I typically sit her up on the bathroom counter. I put in her piggytails and she eats her vitamins and brushes her teeth at the same time. Oftentimes, I'm not ready yet myself; this morning was such a morning. My curling iron was heating up and I was still in my bra while I was doing her hair.

This conversation ensued:
A: Mommy, I want bareasts.
M: Sweetie, you can't have breasts yet. When you get older then you will get breasts.
A: But I want bareasts today!
M: Honey, it's all a part of growing up. When you get older and your body grows, you'll get breasts then.

Alanna then opened up the drawer we keep her hair doodads in and pulled out a bag of....
BARRETTES!

She dangled it in front of me and said, "Mommy, I want THESE BAREASTS!"

She wore barrettes today. I guess we need to work a bit on enunciation.