Monday, October 09, 2006

Slump Broken

As requested by Becks and the ladies at ~j's baby shower last Saturday, here is my embarrassing story. (Does it count if I wasn't actually present to witness the event?)




When I was younger, my older brothers used to say that my dad should make me a hope chest because I was still hoping for one. They also used to tease me about having mosquito bites and bee stings. My older sister K, on the other hand, is taller and heavier than I am, and, as such, is more "endowed" than I up top. This brings me to my story.




Several years ago, when my son A was probably 3 years old, he went on a sleepover to K's house. He walked in on her getting dressed. She covered herself up quickly, but not before A noticed her "giftedness." Conversation ensued:

A: "What are those?"

K: "Those are breasts."

A: "Oh."





. . . very long pause while the gears turn in A's head . . .










A: "My mom doesn't have any of those."

16 comments:

becks said...

this story made my day!!!! i couldn't help but laugh out loud! i would have to say that the best thing about gaining weight is that EVERY part of you gets a little bigger.

Another thing it reminds me of is when i see a very "fluffy" (the word my old bishop would use to describe someone overweight) guy and i can't help but think that he is bigger up top than i am. but i guess thats why they invented the wonder bra!

LuckyRedHen said...

I didn't notice, but now I will next time I see you ;o) LOL

Thoroughly Mormon Millie said...

Oh, I so don't want to hear this as I sit here in my big old woman bra. ;)

Elizabeth-W said...

Great story!! I can remember being about 8 and asking my mom when I could start wearing a bra, and my dad piped up with "Let me go get you some band aids"--It wounded my pride, but I remember thinking it was funny/true.
The other day my three year old was wearing a princess dress that is a little too big so the bodice was about two inches below her bug bites. I told her to pull her dress up on her shoulders a bit (simply so she wouldn't trip) and then pointed to her bites and asked her what they were. She had no name for that body part. All she knows is that mine make nice pillows.

compulsive writer said...

Tee hee!

Lyle said...

Taking in all that's been said so far, all I can say is: When I was but a lad, and me family was staying the night at someone else's house, I accidently walked in on the master of the house as he was getting out of the tub and my first thought was, "He's got boobs! A man with boobs! I hope I don't get boobs....I was very worried for some time after that.

Poor mormon millie, who's beads don't hang straight.

Bek said...

That was awesome........... :-)

Your kids are priceless....

Geo said...

Oh, do I feel your pain!

Skewedview said...

With four daughters, over the years, I have tried to stay away from that subject as much as possible. Now days, that situation pales in comparison to sitting together watching TV and turning red as one after another commercial is broadcasted for feminine hygiene products or male dysfunctional aids. Whew, that's a killer.
Hilarious post.

Lessel Peeper said...

I remember watching TV one Sunday night with my family when a tampon commercial came on.

"Dad? What's a tampon?"

I never heard my fater fake snore so loudly in my life.

What bizarre questions did you ask your parents when you were a kid? Any takers?

PS> Man boobs / breasticles are overrated. :-D

Queen Scarlett said...

That is hilarious...

~j. said...

tee hee. I love that story.

AttemptingthePath said...

Hey Julie, thank you very much for the comment. I love when the lurkers speak up.

Anyway, i know one day that the tears will come. thank you once again. i hope you have a good day

--AtP

Melody said...

Jules! Little boobs ROCK! You know they stay perkier longer. Nurse that I am, I've seen a grundle of old ladies and I'll take the regular over super-size any day when I'm eighty.

I printed a t-shirt in high school graphic arts for you and me and others like us: "Flat's Where It's At".

On the other side of the coin, I agree with Becks. I'll keep the extra few pounds for that lovely cleavage that I so enjoy wearing from time-to-time. I discovered it around the time of L-'s wedding and I've loved it ever since. My friends at work now say things like, "Oh, you're wearing your cleavage today."

I can't tell you how utterly happy it makes me.

Melody said...

P.S. Once again - one of the funniest posts I've read. Laughed so hard it made my little breasts bounce. You're great!

Julie said...

Melody, you are awesome. You always make me laugh. I'm glad to occasionally return the favor.