My little nephew was vacationing down in Florida, and he said "Shawn said I want to go home to be with my Auntie." She's had cancer and they rode all the way on a motorcycle from Florida way to Sault Ste. Marie. He's only about eight. He was really curious about Grandma's boob. He's a very friendly little guy, so he had a lot of little friends his age. So I was bending over and my boob fell out and their eyes got about THIS BIG. What's happening to Grandma? She's falling apart. The next day they called up some of their friends and they were all giving me a hug. They were playing a game to find out what side was the boob and what side wasn't the real thing. And all the laughs they gave me was just really therapeutic.