We were digging through boxes of clearanced mittens and other miscellaneous at the local 1/2 of 1/2 store. You know, $.49 for a brand new Children’s Place hat, simply because it’s last season or needs about 3 stiches to close the seam that’s split a bit? This is how I clothe my children. Love it.
Ruby found newborn tights. “Mom, tights!”
“But we don’t have anyone that size.”
“Oh. Well, Pierce could wear them!”
“Pierce is a boy, honey. No tights for Pierce.”
A fifty-something lady nearby snickered.
Then Ruby found a bra. It came complete with cleavage, none of the wearer seemed to be required. She hollers at the top of her three year old little lungs, “Mom! Boobs! I can be like you!”
The lady snorted. I took the easy route.
In a completely deadpan voice, I said, “Oh, how nice Ruby. You’ll be beautiful.”
Pretty sure that lady would have had milk coming out of her nose. You know, if she’d have been drinking anything.
Oh Adrienne, You are a hoot, and one to follow in your footsteps. Mom
hilarious
oh my gosh to funny