not quite right

Mae walks up to me with a tiny Polly Pocket shirt and says, "Here mom. This is a boob for your boobs" (I think she meant bra) and then proceeded to lift her shirt and point to her nipples.
"Oh, those are your nipples" I say to her matter of factly.
"Oh...then here is a boob for your...your..p..n..n...punilples! (puh-nil-pulls) Here is a boob for your punilples. Put it on!"

I may be small, but I'm not THAT small, darling.
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