Zach had to go school shopping yesterday with Katie and Abby. While the girls took forever in the dressing room, Zach entertained himself by counting bras. It was in this same trip that he emerged from one of the empty dressing rooms with a confused look on his face. "What's this?" he asked, holding up a black lace thong. "It's underwear," I replied, trying to remain calm. He slid the pad of one of his little index fingers along the satin strip in the back and asked with a scrunched face, "It is?" (Incidentally, these bras were in the pre-teen section. They were padded, underwire bras complete with hot pink lace.)Saturday, August 22, 2009
Hey Mama, I counted 19 of these black "fings!"
Zach had to go school shopping yesterday with Katie and Abby. While the girls took forever in the dressing room, Zach entertained himself by counting bras. It was in this same trip that he emerged from one of the empty dressing rooms with a confused look on his face. "What's this?" he asked, holding up a black lace thong. "It's underwear," I replied, trying to remain calm. He slid the pad of one of his little index fingers along the satin strip in the back and asked with a scrunched face, "It is?" (Incidentally, these bras were in the pre-teen section. They were padded, underwire bras complete with hot pink lace.)
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