Like Father, Like Son

I had an interesting conversation with my three year old the other day.

He walked into the room as I was getting dressed and noticed my bra as I was putting it on. The ensuing conversation went something like this...

"What's that?"
"It's just something Mommys wear."
"For your chest?"
"Yes, for my chest."
"Can I touch it?"
He then proceeded to stroke my bra.
"They feel soft, Mommy...soft and squishy. I like them." With a couple more pats, he went on his way.

He reminds me of my husband, twenty-something years ago. I guess some things never change.