Ok, so you might be thinking I'm talking about someone picking their nose, right? Wrong, I'm actually going to talk about Boobs! So last night we are sitting at the dinner table and we are all chatting about the day when, well, here goes the truth.
I dropped some food down my shirt! Lets just say it fell in my cleavage!
Well I dove right in to get it and that's when my son, James yells, "Ahhhhhh, she's digging for Gold! Mom stop that! My son is 10 and lately there has been some boobage on the minds of some fourth grade boys! Its no secret that I have some large girlfriends, I do! I try to run away from them but somehow they always seem to find me! My son freaks at the talk of boobs or the sight of them. No, I don't strut around in my birthday suit but if I stretch and I stick my arms up, then I guess my bresticles stick out! Well, James screams of course! And if I hug him he pushes me away and says, "Mom, your hmm, hmm's are in the way! I usually say, "Honey, they aren't going to attack you!"
Claire on the other hand loves to talk boobs! She hopes she has big boobs some day! I pray she does not but since she is related to me, I think it is inevitable! Thank the Lord I know a good doctor, lol! Then she can have them removed. She loves telling James that she is a girl and she gets to see mine whenever she wants to! James gets these really big eyes and says, "Ewwww, Mom, Claire doesn't need to see them, does she?"
As James and his dad proceeded to get ready for bed, Jim could tell something else was weighing on James' mind. He said, "What's up James?" James then asks his dad some rather personal questions. He asked if he had touched my breasts before. Thank God I was no where near that conversation. Jim believes in honesty and would rather have James know the truth about things then going and talking to his friends without knowing the facts. Oh God how I hope I don't come up as playground conversation today! Jim told him the truth and said, yes, that is what married people do. James of course made some awful groaning noises that I could hear from downstairs. I made no attempt to find out why he was making them and even hoped Jim wouldn't come and tell me! I wonder if he will remember this conversation some day and laugh at his reaction about boobs, because I'm sure he will have changed his mind about them, don't you?
I swear every day in my house is a test with these children. You have no idea what the discussion will be like from one moment to the next! Hmmm, I wonder what tonight's dinner conversation will be? Stayed tuned........