Warning: Rated PG-13
Last Friday, Joseph and I had a Mother/Son day. We decided to head to a local city and enjoy the sunshine and toy stores. The downtown area is filled with boutiques, candy shops and little restaurants, which makes it a great place to window shop.
As we were walking past a lingerie store, I decided on a whim to pop in and see if they carry my bra size.
I wear a absurd size that's not often found outside specialty shops. In fact, most people don't even realize that the bralphabet goes up that high.
It's ridiculous.
Standing in the doorway of the tiny shop, I asked the sales clerk about their sizing. I was surprised and excited to discover that they did indeed carry my size.
This particular lingerie shop has a reputation for being slightly risque. I bought a sweet little corset there years ago when I was a saloon girl for Halloween. I glanced down at Joseph, holding my hand patiently and had a moment's hesitation about taking him bra shopping at the ripe old age of five. Then, I reminded myself that it's just underwear.
Besides, the lure of a good bra was too great to resist.
The dressing rooms were full, so I pulled out a little footstool from under a display and handed Joseph my iPhone to play Angry Birds. I started to absently browse amongst the racks of silky underthings.
After a couple minutes, I glanced idly behind me to check on Joseph and realized...
I'd set up the stool in front of a display of vibrators.
I may win the award for Worst Mother in the World.
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27 comments:
Absent minded? Sure. Worst? Nah. That would be if you gave him one of the vibrators to keep him entertained.
maybe he didn't notice? lol
LOL! That is HILARIOUS! Oh, and trust me--you are NOT the worst mother in the world by a long shot!
Whoopsie! But worth the explaining for a good bra!
HAHA! I can imagine the look on your face when you realized what had just happened. Did he even notice?
Oh, Mandy... the Universe is just handing you stuff on a platter!
Bralphabet!!!!! Bwahahaaha! And yes, that's pretty much classic. Totally something I would do.
HAHA!
Oh whatever, he probably just thought they were rockets. Right? I mean. Not that I'd ever know what you're really talking about. p.s. I too had enormous cans and needed special bras until I went under the knife. Less is best, I say.
That is hilarious!!
As a girl who has to buy bras in a size not carried in regular stores...I can totally understand the lure of a good bra.
Meh! That's funny, but not worst mother in the world! My MIL has that one wrapped up. :p
I know, right?
HAHAHAHAHHAHA!
Oh dear. Well, now that I've documented it for his high school years, I might just be a contender. lol
Oh and they are MARVELOUS! And pretty. And very supportive.
Seriously. I'm really thinking that might be an option. My doctor has suggested it. Repeatedly.
I love inventing words. It makes me feel so smart. ;)
I swear I thought someone was going to call CPS.
He was clueless! I was mortified.
He didn't have a clue.
You are my mommy hero!
OH I swear I am not laughing at you.....beacause Karma says if I do...it will happen to me. Wait I think I might have done something similar anyway. DEAR GOD...it you can't laugh about this well life if way too serious then. RIGHT???
"bralphabet" haha! It's not like he'd know what they were anyway at 5 years old. As long as he doesn't describe this excursion to another adult, you're good. LOL
Lol it happens I guess!
And if it's going to happen, it will happen to me. *sigh* But seriously, I had to laugh.
Don't worry...I laughed my ass off. AFTER I got home. At the time I was too worried that all the other women in there were on their cell phone trying to call CPS.
*kisses* I KNEW you'd love this one.
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