Intimate conversation

When getting this morning, I pull out some bras that went into hiding when I was pregnant with Robin.  I put on a beige T-shirt bra with some embroidered flowers.  Kinda plain, but a step up from my typical supportive tank or sports-type undergarments.

Erin looks up*.  Her eyes get wide.  She says, astonished, "Mom, you have FANCY breasts."



* note to non-parents: having a small child means nearly never getting dressed, showering, peeing, or eating without some little person either in your lap or in extreme proximity until they age to about 8ish.