Ducks

I was having a bath this evening, and as usual, my son came in to check out my breasts. He's never really forgiven me for weaning him just before his second birthday, and likes to check in on them frequently. He has a ritual of naming all the parts of the breast and their function - nipple, areola, milk ducts, etc.

My daughter, who is 7, was also in the bathroom this time. She also knows the names and functions of the parts of the breast, but decided to play it up. She told a story about how there are actually ducks, not ducts, in a breast. They start out as eggs in a girls breasts, and when she becomes a woman, they hatch. When a woman becomes pregnant, the ducks grow big, and when the baby is born, the ducks spit out milk through the breast to the nipple.

I think maybe she's been into my drugs.