I want to tell you about a rather...ahem....delicate interest of our young Carter. He is very interested in...my bra. If he catches a glimpse of one lying around, it will inevitably disappear and be relocated - courtesy of Carter.
It's not a fascination with what's contained INSIDE said bra (and in my case it's not much anyway), it's the actual bra itself.
I have asked him about his interest in bras and with a shrug of his shoulders he states matter of factly;
"I just love them!"
When we are out, he publicly asks me what colour my bra is.
He will also publicly ask to see my bra (I don't know why he bothers - the answer is ALWAYS no).
When he busts into our room while I am getting changed and I shoo him away, he often reminds me;
"Don't forget your bra Mum!"
Granted, the last example does serve a purpose as there are occasions where I do forget, but I think Carter isn't aiming to remind me - it's more a reflection of his fascination.
Right as I type this, I have called Carter in and asked him why he likes bras so much - purely to gain insight into his crazy little mind. His answer;
"Cos they're my favourite in the whole world."
Good heavens! Are we in for a world of trouble or what!!!