I have to laugh--and wince--at the same time whenever I see my little Audrey walking around with her undies tucked up on one her cheeks. It doesn't seem to bother her in the slightest, whereas for the rest of us we'd be yanking that wad of fabric out faster than you can say "wedgie"!!Around here we have a name for Audrey's nether region... we call it "Juicy Booty". Actually, Claire has the patent on "Juicy Booty", but Audrey has inherited the rights to it. Going back even further on the family tree, it's been said of me "...Boy, if I had a swing on my back porch like that I'd charge rent!" (The modern translation would probably be , "Wanna fry with that shake?") So I guess the apple(s) don't fall far from the tree!
Anyway, its totally cute when your younger to have a "Juicy Booty" but not-so-cute when you're my age. I mean, really, let's be honest. The modern translation is "Size 12 or something with a stretch to it". sigh. I keep reminding myself I've carried and birthed 4 children, and that makes me feel a ton better. Just this morning Claire came in while I was putting my clothes on and she said, "Uh, Mom? Am I going to have a body like yours when I grow up? I mean you look ok and everything but...." It was a good thing I didn't have my contacts in so I couldn't see her face across the room--or I might have seen her sweet little nose wrinkled up in distaste as she was staring at me!! Well, my answer to her was (a reassuring), "No sweetheart don't worry...God made you completely special and perfect and different than Mommy, so when you grow up your body will look just the way He designed it to look. And I bet you'll look even more fabulous than I do!!" And with that said, I looked myself I the mirror and with a *snap* I put my clothes on, smiling.
I think Claire liked my answer and my confidence because she went over to the mirror and sized herself up, front and back, and said, "Yeah, you're right Mom."
Anyway, its totally cute when your younger to have a "Juicy Booty" but not-so-cute when you're my age. I mean, really, let's be honest. The modern translation is "Size 12 or something with a stretch to it". sigh. I keep reminding myself I've carried and birthed 4 children, and that makes me feel a ton better. Just this morning Claire came in while I was putting my clothes on and she said, "Uh, Mom? Am I going to have a body like yours when I grow up? I mean you look ok and everything but...." It was a good thing I didn't have my contacts in so I couldn't see her face across the room--or I might have seen her sweet little nose wrinkled up in distaste as she was staring at me!! Well, my answer to her was (a reassuring), "No sweetheart don't worry...God made you completely special and perfect and different than Mommy, so when you grow up your body will look just the way He designed it to look. And I bet you'll look even more fabulous than I do!!" And with that said, I looked myself I the mirror and with a *snap* I put my clothes on, smiling.
I think Claire liked my answer and my confidence because she went over to the mirror and sized herself up, front and back, and said, "Yeah, you're right Mom."
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Yay! Audrey must be potty trained now! 3 down, 1 to go.
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