Okay, I don't know where she gets these ideas because I'm lucky if ANYTHING that I wear matches. This is our conversation though while in the living room this afternoon.
Cady: Mommy, you have blue pants, and a pink shirt.
Me: Yes, I sure do.
Cady: Mommy, what color are your boobies? (that's what she calls my bra and she asks this as she grabs my neckline and looks down my shirt). Mommy, you don't have pink boobies, you have white boobies.
Me: That's okay. White boobies are okay.
Cady: No mommy. You need to go to the store and buy some pink boobies for your pink shirt.
Cady: Daddy likes boobies.