Here is my journey to find out what makes me unmistakable, what brings me joy... and to release the thoughts in my head.



February 1, 2009

It was time...

The other day, Ruth was sitting on the pot. I was putting on one of my white bras, while my black one hung on the peg by the shower.
Ruth is one to observe and ask questions, "Mom, why do woman wear different colored bras?".
I am known to respond, often in a way that isn't helpful. "Well, because they want their bras to match their shirts. Sometimes, they wear ones that match their panties. Typically, we wear white ones as a back up. They can go under just about anything." (I think I covered the bases here.)







But, she was not done questioning: "So, why do you wear that gray one?"






You know it was time.
I had new bras by Friday. :)

4 comments:

Halfmoon Girl said...

ha- too funnY. I have a matching gray one!

Mama2hre said...

hahahahaha! oh, that's a good one! God knows I've been there! :)

Mama2hre said...

hahahahaha! oh, that's a good one! God knows I've been there! :)

Amelia Antwiler said...

Ditto what Mom & Jane said.
Oh, too funny!!