This morning the temperature dipped into the upper 30's, so when I went to wake up my sleeping bear, Ellerie, she decided to be very two, and bury herself under the comforters. I snuggled my way in after her, and as I hugged her tightly to my chest, she posed the following question.
"Mom? Where are your boobies?"
I didn't really understand what she was asking me, so I rephrased her question, "What do you mean where are my boobies?" I hugged her a little tighter to me so that she could feel my chest.
Then, I heard her giggle. "Oh! There they are!"
Her exclamation and laugh made me laugh too . . . until she dropped the bomb.
"They are right down here. They just fell down."
So, there you have it.
My boobs fell down.
They have fallen.
And, they can not get back up . . . without surgical help, that is. First, Ab called them dangly, and now El says they have fallen down. It is just too much for a Monday morning. And, it is just one more reason why I would like to invest in my plastic surgery fund instead of the kids' college fund.
A girl (and her fallen boobs) has to have her priorities, after all.
Monday, October 4, 2010
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I'm in the same droopy boat. It's gotten so bad that I sleep in a sports bra because I can't stand to ever see them hanging so low.
ReplyDeleteI laughed out loud. I'm sorry. :) That was too cute!
ReplyDeleteOh hahahaha... I hate to laugh at this. But it's too flippin' cute. Your kids say the most entertaining things...
ReplyDeleteOh my, that is hilarious. It is sad at times what we do to our bodies so that we can have kids who will point out the flaws on our bodies that we have because of them. Ugh!
ReplyDeleteOh wow. They say the darndest things, don't they!
ReplyDeleteDid you explain to her they have fallen because of the years you breastfed them! It's THEIR fault!!!! So it's only fair to make them contribute to the plastic surgery fund.
ReplyDeletePlastic surgery fund. Hmmm... I'm really liking that idea...
ReplyDeleteCute story :)