My "Personal" Shopper

While shopping at Target tonight, David was searching for clothes, so Salvatore and I took off in our own direction.  I was letting him push the cart around and we passed through the "intimates" section...can you guess what he said?!?!?!  While passing the rows and rows of bras, he spots a black one that does resemble one that I own and asks loudly, "You have this one, mama, right?"  He then proceeded to find many more colorful ones that he liked and said, "You need this one mama (it was leopard)...and this one (lime green)...and this one (a training bra)."  Thanks, babe, for being my personal shopper for bras.