It's MY body!
We are in the possessive stage where Olivia's learned about ownership. When I touch her toys, "It's mine! It's mine!" When someone touches my stuff, she acts like a guard dog: "That's Mommy's!"
I shower with her, and obviously, that includes soaping down her privates because, well, that's what people do. She can't clean herself yet, so I do it for her. In July, she started getting cognizant of it, and has been wiggling away, saying, "No, Mama. No."
I have been teaching her how to soap herself, but it's slow going. So I tell her, "Well, until you can do it yourself, Mommy has to help you."
And she actually said to me, "No, Mama. It's MY body."
What? I was surprised and amused. "Well, Honey, this body gave life to that body. I know all about that body. Now come here so I can wash you."
We're not sure who taught her that, and the nanny says he did not. Gosh, kids say the darnest things!