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i laughed so hard!
charity - my sweet little girl - was on a ROLL this morning!
Let me begin by painting this picture: we were reading a story, and Charity was sitting on my lap...
it was her turn, and one of the words was hill. so, after she read it, she said "mom, we dont say what the hill" i said: "we can say 'hill', like jack and jill went up the hill..." she said: "no, we dont say what the hill!" when we read, i expect the usual commentary (after we read the word "but", charity has to say "we dont say but") but this one was new! trying to disguise my laughter, i leaned back and stretched... still in my pjs (and not wearing my usual victorias secret strap-on chest) charity looked horrified and said "MOM! where's your boobs?!!!" she started searching my rib cage. and tried to look down my t-shirt. i just gave her a hug wiping the tears from my eyes i was laughing so hard.
just brought back so many memories of my wonderful adolescence. being the smallest girl in a family of 4 other WELL ENDOWED girls, i remember all the "friends" who came over putting their hands on the wall saying "Emily... where are you?"
now that i have nursed 3 kids, i have come to grips with my flat chest... but, when a 3 year old looks at me horrified... well, at least now i can laugh at it!
charity - my sweet little girl - was on a ROLL this morning!
Let me begin by painting this picture: we were reading a story, and Charity was sitting on my lap...
it was her turn, and one of the words was hill. so, after she read it, she said "mom, we dont say what the hill" i said: "we can say 'hill', like jack and jill went up the hill..." she said: "no, we dont say what the hill!" when we read, i expect the usual commentary (after we read the word "but", charity has to say "we dont say but") but this one was new! trying to disguise my laughter, i leaned back and stretched... still in my pjs (and not wearing my usual victorias secret strap-on chest) charity looked horrified and said "MOM! where's your boobs?!!!" she started searching my rib cage. and tried to look down my t-shirt. i just gave her a hug wiping the tears from my eyes i was laughing so hard.
just brought back so many memories of my wonderful adolescence. being the smallest girl in a family of 4 other WELL ENDOWED girls, i remember all the "friends" who came over putting their hands on the wall saying "Emily... where are you?"
now that i have nursed 3 kids, i have come to grips with my flat chest... but, when a 3 year old looks at me horrified... well, at least now i can laugh at it!
6 comments:
your kids are so cute Em! I'm glad we're going to get to see you! If my SIL has her way, we'd move up there when David finishes residency (although right now i think she's still p'd at me, so maybe not!)
Hey Emily! I finally found your blog! I was so excited to hear from you when you left a comment on my blog. It has been fun reading through your recent posts! You have such cute kids (who say such funny things!). I bet Aaron and my boys would love playing together - probably in the mud! This will be great to keep in touch better.
oh man, that is so funny, emily! not that i need one or anything, but what model of VS bra is it that you strap on?
ok, i totally need one. :)
Emily, I am so glad you contacted me! Holy Cow! Charity looks JUST LIKE YOU!!! That is such a funny story about you with the flat chest. All three of the sisters in my family have always been flat chested, and my mom always told us that we would get bigger after having kids...we're all still waiting for that day to come!!!
Take care!
Summer
Hi Emily! I was blog hopping and came across yours! It's so fun to see you and your family. They are so cute! You look the same, beaurtiful as ever! Your story cracked me up! It's stuff like that that makes being a mom even more worth it!
Are you going to our reunion? It's Oct. 13th, just in case you haven't heard.
So what took you to Texas and how long have you been out there?
Oh my stars - I'm the exact same way (minus any breast feeding)! I'd be concave in my breast region if it wasn't for Fredericks! Seriously!
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