It finally happened....
First of all, Littlun now calls my boobs his "two mamas." When he wants to nurse, he asks for his two mamas, and our little joke is that we can't do two-mamas in Wal*Mart, even though when he sits in the shopping cart he is at just exactly the right height to do so.
Secondly, the students are back in town and have been glutting the town of its supply of lava lamps and neon purple door beads, and Wal*Mart of course has all the best distilled pop kitsch in town. Its always packed with kids.
Well, I'd feared for a while that this would happen... today I wore a spaghetti strap tank with a built-in "bra" and sure enough, in the center aisle at Wal*Mart the Littlun reached in and popped out a Mama. I thought I had it fixed, until I turned a corner and he said, flipping it with his thumb, "Mama's out! Two-Mamas in Wal*Mart!" and triumphantly he latched on! I'll never forget the look in this one sorority chick's eyes... but I will rearrange the memory enough to make it a look of sheer admiration.
Secondly, the students are back in town and have been glutting the town of its supply of lava lamps and neon purple door beads, and Wal*Mart of course has all the best distilled pop kitsch in town. Its always packed with kids.
Well, I'd feared for a while that this would happen... today I wore a spaghetti strap tank with a built-in "bra" and sure enough, in the center aisle at Wal*Mart the Littlun reached in and popped out a Mama. I thought I had it fixed, until I turned a corner and he said, flipping it with his thumb, "Mama's out! Two-Mamas in Wal*Mart!" and triumphantly he latched on! I'll never forget the look in this one sorority chick's eyes... but I will rearrange the memory enough to make it a look of sheer admiration.
posted by RoRo's Mama at 8:19 PM
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