| | Running late (as usual), I came home from swimming in my bathing suit and a towel. My twenty-one-year-old babysitter looked at me and said, "You have a good body..." I laughed deprecatingly. Then she finished up: "...for a mom." 
This evening, as we were lounging on the couch, Micah glanced at my bosomal area (which admittedly suffers from post-lactational-sagginess) and announced flatly, "You don't need those boobs anymore, Mommy."
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