True Story Tuesday

This is the first time I've participated in True Story Tuesday although I've been thinking about it that last few weeks. This one is seriously embarrassing but really funny. Okay, here goes...

Last year at about this time our family was shopping at Wal-Mart. The kids were kinda hyper and my husband was ready to leave, but because I needed certain female undergarments I convinced him to stay a few more minutes. He sent Bethany with me and took Elisha with him to the DVD section.

Let me just state now that until my daughter is old enough to need a bra of her own I am NEVER again taking her shopping in the bra section of any store.

Okay where were we? Oh yeah, I'm looking at the bras because I've neglected to buy new ones and now the three that I had were getting kinda saggy. While I'm looking so is Bethany. And she's not only looking but she's admiring and touching and caressing. I'm trying just to ignore her and go about my merry business when she starts wanting to have a conversation about them.

"Mommy! Mommy! Can you buy this one with the animal colors it would look pretty on you!" she shouts and I mean SHOUTS in the bra department of Wal-Mart.

"No, Honey. I'm not buying that bra."

"How come?"

"Those ones are made a little too small."

"Oh. Your boobies are bigger than that Mommy?"

"Uh yeah. Can you just let Mommy look?"

So she gets quiet again and starts touching other things and again I'm trying to ignore her when she hollers again, "Hey Mama! Will you buy this for me?"

I turn around and she has a lacey camisole hanging from her neck (she stuck her head through the hanger) and is caressing the lace and feathery things and telling me what a beautiful dress it would be. Now at this point I notice another lady and who knows how long she had been there with her hand over her mouth quietly snickering. After telling her no and having her put it back I decide I just need to hurry up. But she wasn't done. She grabbed some sexy thong underwear off the rack and asked me why I don't wear my panties like that and who would want to have that string thingy up their butt. The lady who was standing there lost it and turned around to walk away, and me, well, I noticed there were other people looking who were just passing by and laughing. And if you know me at all I don't do embarrassing very well so I grabbed the nearest bra that was my size and we left that area of the store.

And you know what else? That bra is one of the worst bras I've ever owned. It has a stupid seam right down the middle that is visible in almost anything I wear except a bulky sweatshirt. Thanks Baby Girl. I will certainly never forget this day. Ever.