The joys of shopping with children - Take 1

Although my plans to hit the beach fell through recently, we are leaving at the end of the month.  Yesterday I decided to do a little swimsuit shopping.  So many styles and decisions...bikini, tankini, monokini, one piece, mou mou.  I'm standing at the racks flipping through my size and Jordan is itching to head to the toy section.  He says, "How long are we going to be here, mom?"  And I say, "Until I find one that won't make my butt look even bigger."  Jordan, being the diplomat that he is replies in his future psychologist sing song voice, "Mom, your butt isn't big.  Really.  It's little."  Okay, so I know he's trying to make me feel better and he just wants to get shopping over with and go to the toys, but it's still nice to hear.  I turn back around and Carson says with his most sincere face, "By the way, your butt is kinda big.  Really bubba, it's kinda big."  "Well, thanks honey." I say as I head straight for the mou mous.