This past week my family went on our first tent camping trip. We had a great time with storms, clear lakes, and sm'Oreos over the course of the trip. One memory stands above the rest though. While in the shower house with my two girls I was in the stall with my 7 year old daughter. At home she showers alone but these camp showers are tricky and she needed help with sand and stuff, so I showered with her.
As I was getting undressed she asked if she could ask a question. Sure why not. "Mom why are your boobs long?"
I must admit that I was at first caught off guard. Before I could answer her she followed up with a, "Will my boobs get very long too when I'm old?" I could hear the worry in her voice.
I responded the best way that I knew how. "Everyone has different types of boobs. Like hair. Some are short and some are long. My boobs just happen to be long." And with that answer she was satisfied.
Me on the other hand not so much. I looked down at my long boobs and sighed. Oh how I wanted those perky breasts that I used to have back. After four kids and a big weight gain it is so hard to find comfy bras that look sexy and don't cost a fortune.
Kids say the darndest things don't they? My boobs in the right bra actually look quite fantastic with amazing cleavage. Its a great place to put my cell when I don't have my purse or pockets. I am sure they will be less "long" once I start losing weight. A girl can hope can't she?
Remember when we use to say as little girls, "I must, I must, I must increase my bust." Now we say, "I must, I must, I must decrease my bust."
I guess it could have been worse. She could have asked me why I had boobs on my back! I'm looking at this in a positive light.