The other day we were out in public and little kid wormed his hands up under my shirt to warm his cold little hands on my back.
"little kid, do you think you could NOT lift my shirt up in public so that everyone sees my bare belly? Please?" I asked, jerking my shirt back into place.
He started laughing really hard and I was annoyed he wasn't taking me seriously when he said, "Mom! You's got a human bein' belly! Not a bear belly!"
It's hard to stay mad at that.