I am in the bathroom, blow drying my hair, topless, when B runs in.
B — Your nickles are big! How come they’re so big?
Mom, shooing him out — That’s just the way they are.
B leaves. A few seconds later, R tries to come into the bathroom as I push the door shut.
R — Can I see your nickles?
Mom — No!
R, indignantly — B got to see them!!