....But this view is nicer.

Rach went to dinner the other night with some friends. The shirt that
she was wearing was um, uh, let's just say it was missing some fabric
in the breastular area. While they were eating, Jaxon kept grabbing
both sides of the shirt, pulling them together saying, 'Uh oh. Broken.
Broken Mommy. Shirt broken Mommy.'

That's my boy. Helping out anyway he can.