Reese and I made a pilgrimage to Target this morning for laundry detergent and diapers. Two guesses as to why we are running low on those specific items. Moving on...
I took the backwards loop around Target so I could causally peruse the clothes section. The clothes happen to be right across from the lingerie section, and a this is where our story begins::
Reese: Look Mama, bra.
Mama: Yep, it is.
R: Bra for boobs.
M: Umm, yes.
R: Mama boobs. Bra Mama boobs.
At this point he is POINTING at my chest. And there are people around.
M: Reese, I'm not really sure this is an appropriate conversation for Target.
R: Bra, Bra, Bra ... boobs, boobs, boobs. Mama bra, Mama boobs. Emu bra, Emu boobs. {side note: Emu is now what Reese calls my mom}
And there you have it. The first of what I'm sure will be many embarrassing moments for me.
1 comment:
I love it!!!!
Post a Comment