I was shopping at Trader Joes and a young twenty something store employee stopped me, "Mam", she said, (Mam?? is she really talking to me? mam??) "where did you get your cardigan?" (now that's more like it) "LOFT" I answer. And she stares blankly--"you know, Ann Taylor's LOFT?" Still blank. So I instruct her where to find a store, and move along. So I have found my niche-my choice of caridigan color-still cool, my choice of store to purchase it at--only cool to those of us "Mams".
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
You are a Mammal
Just in case any of you drop by anytime soon, I just wanted to give you a heads up.
It's just possible that Kizzy might want to engage in a conversation about mammals, sparked by her older sisters library book
She will say "You are a mammal because you have hair"
And then she might gently press on your boobs and say "and because you get milk in your bosoms"
If this occurs, just go with it and act normal.
That's what I do
I'm thinking it's just a phase.
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3 comments:
that is funny! always good for a laugh....and your kids are such a perfect mixture of both you and HY! How did you guys accomplish that???? Never mind! :)
IF you chance by my house and are holding my 2 year old, she just might grab your boobs and ask..."Why you got boobs? I don't have boobs" Kids are the best!
Hey we had to take our blog private due to "Alan." So e-mail me your address... designs4@msn.com
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