I volunteered in Brooklyns class today and I took Travis with me. When it was time for him to eat I went in the adjoining room and used my nursing cover (AKA Hooter Hider). One of the boys walked through the room as a short cut to the bathroom and he stopped to talk on his way out. This is how the conversation went:
Boy: Is he sleeping?
Me: No, he is eating.
Boy: Oh. Does he like to be covered when he eats?
Me: Not really, but I use this for modesty.
Boy: Oh, I know why! Because if the sun gets on it the food will dry up. Right?
Me: Ummmmm, sure.
I didn't seem like he knew much about what was happening under the cover and I sure didn't want to be the one to explain it to him. On his way back in from the bathroom he stopped again:
Boy: Can I see Travis?
Me: No, he's still eating.
Boy: Oh, okay. Bye!