I adore my middle C. She has always keeps me on my toes and laughing. I was looking through a few old posts and ran across this gem.
May, 2008
Let
me preface this by saying that my 2 year old has always been very
curious. At a very young age, she was fascinated by nipples. She
pronounced them "Nepal". Often times when she was younger, she would
ask in public places who has "Nepals". She would announce who had them,
speculate on the size of the "Nepals", and expose her own. I could
easily spin the conversation by saying...Nepal is on the other side of
the world. Not everyone has been to Nepal or is interested in
discussing Nepal. One day, her interest waned and I was thrilled. Last
week she reconnected with her burning desire to discuss them.
Unfortunately, my two year old no longer uses such cute phrases as
"Nepal". She has embraced the term "boobies". Today we stopped at the
grocery store. I was holding her and she reached down my shirt. I was
wearing a sports bra since we had just come from the gym. Ladies, as
you know the sports bra does nothing to enhance an already pitiful size
bra cup. So yes, I suppose I was looking unmmm a little prepubescent.
My adorable 2 year old is determined to solve the mystery of the
missing boobies. She announces in her tiny shrill voice, "Where did
your boobies go mommy?" I gently pulled her hand out of my shirt and
told her to not talk about boobies. That was my monumental mistake.
Had I just made something up like...Victoria's secret has the day off,
or the miracle bra is too tired, she would have probably let it go.
Instead she began to literally panic.... "Oh no mommy, your boobies are
missing, go find them mommy." There were several chuckles from the
customers in line. I was mortified. C reached down for another
investigative feel. I yanked her hand out of my shirt, no more Mr. Nice
guy. She began to howl and scream. The cashier asked if she wanted a
"buddy buck" to calm her down. She took a deep breath and took it.
"Here mommy, go buy boobies." Nice...
May, 2008
You lost them mommy
Let
me preface this by saying that my 2 year old has always been very
curious. At a very young age, she was fascinated by nipples. She
pronounced them "Nepal". Often times when she was younger, she would
ask in public places who has "Nepals". She would announce who had them,
speculate on the size of the "Nepals", and expose her own. I could
easily spin the conversation by saying...Nepal is on the other side of
the world. Not everyone has been to Nepal or is interested in
discussing Nepal. One day, her interest waned and I was thrilled. Last
week she reconnected with her burning desire to discuss them.
Unfortunately, my two year old no longer uses such cute phrases as
"Nepal". She has embraced the term "boobies". Today we stopped at the
grocery store. I was holding her and she reached down my shirt. I was
wearing a sports bra since we had just come from the gym. Ladies, as
you know the sports bra does nothing to enhance an already pitiful size
bra cup. So yes, I suppose I was looking unmmm a little prepubescent.
My adorable 2 year old is determined to solve the mystery of the
missing boobies. She announces in her tiny shrill voice, "Where did
your boobies go mommy?" I gently pulled her hand out of my shirt and
told her to not talk about boobies. That was my monumental mistake.
Had I just made something up like...Victoria's secret has the day off,
or the miracle bra is too tired, she would have probably let it go.
Instead she began to literally panic.... "Oh no mommy, your boobies are
missing, go find them mommy." There were several chuckles from the
customers in line. I was mortified. C reached down for another
investigative feel. I yanked her hand out of my shirt, no more Mr. Nice
guy. She began to howl and scream. The cashier asked if she wanted a
"buddy buck" to calm her down. She took a deep breath and took it.
"Here mommy, go buy boobies." Nice...
3 comments:
Hilarious!! It's one of those moments where you can laugh about it afterward. I think you are onto something, though, a sports bra that supports and enhances. Maybe, you can buy one with a buddy buck. ;)
Hahahaha! I just told the girls that was "my body." SO now they pull my shirt down and say, "Mommy, is that your BAH-DEE????? Yes, yes it is.
That is fantastic! Hahaha. Funny how all things you thought were yours exclusively go out the window when you have children!
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