Nipple

We do our best to properly educate Carter about his body parts. It became clear to us yesterday, however, that he was a bit confused about something. As we were driving to church, Carter sat in his seat saying, "nipple, nipple, nipple...". I turned around to see him pointing to his leg and knee. "No, no sweety, your knee doesn't have a nipple". "Nipple!". "What do you think he is saying?", I asked Dan. Dan turns around, as if he is the stay at home Mommy spending loads of time with him, and simply asks, "Carter, is there a freckle on your leg?". "Yes, freckle!". Carter seemed to be so relieved that someone finally understood him. OK, so he now knows that he doesn't have nipples on his legs, and that they are called freckles...right? While I was getting Carter dressed this morning, I asked him what Daddy has on his neck. "Nipple!" he proudly states. *Sigh* On to his A B C 's.