It's been very quiet on the Bonnem/Friedman home front. The weather has been halfway decent; the children have been sleeping...sort of; not much to report, except...
Yesterday I made my quarterly trip to Costco. I used to go more often, but I can't handle it anymore. Plus, small, rambunctious children and Costco do not mix. But yesterday, I broke down and took Ava because I needed huge amounts of meat and I'm cheap.
It was a very pleasant trip. Ava sat in the cart and ate animal crackers almost the entire time...miraculous. We got snack foods, matching dresses for the girls (a thing I swore I'd never do and yet...), huge amounts of meat. I was getting ready to change my mind about Costco and small children, and then...
We had just finished up in the cold veggies section. Ava leaned over the front of the cart, gave me a hug and said, "I love you, mama." So sweet. Then, out of nowhere, she reached her little hands out and grabbed my boobs. And not just a little pat. I'm talking full bore, honk honk, melon squeeze in the middle of the cold cuts in Costco.
I said something about not touching mommy's boobs in public, which I later realized sounds like I permit her to squeeze them in private (I don't). Then I hauled ass out of the cold cuts.
Why?
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Mara - So sorry you don't get a lot of comments, but I'm guessing it's because your readers, like me, find your writing so enjoyable and your stories so complete, that simply nothing needs to be added.
ReplyDeleteBut - just for the records. I read, and even re-posted to my FB wall, and will continue to do so. You look great without a unibrow, by the way, but you were super-adorable regardless of the eyebrow grooming (or lack of).