We were over at my mom's yesterday. My grandma lives with my mom and has an old dog. For the record.. my mom is referred to as Nana and great-grandma is just grandma. At some point E crawled under the table with the dog, Brandy, and had a little chat with him oblivious to the fact that we were listening in. It went something like this:
E looking at the dogs underbelly "hey, you don't have any fur on your tummy. Look at yourself, you're all wrinkly and don't have any fur there. You're getting old.... like grandma."
My mom just about spit out her coffee, laughing. My grandmother who is hard of hearing missed all this. My mother took almost fiendish delight in relaying it to her.
Kids can just be a little too honest.