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June 13, 2006
Boobs
Janie, do you need help with your seatbelt?
"Yes please."
[Picture me leaning over, trying to maneuver between Baby Janie--her doll, swaddled in three blankets and a baby carrier--a half liter of water in an obnoxiously big sports bottle, and a squirming 5-year old in a Barbie Princess car seat.]
"AAAUUUGGGHHH!!!!"
What, what, what???
"AUNT JEN, YOUR BOOB IS TOUCHING MY LEG!!!"
[I sigh.] Yeah, sometimes that happens. But weren't you the one who was looking down my shirt this weekend? You didn't seem to have a problem THEN.
[She sighs.] "Aunt Jen, that was TOTALLY different."
Of course, how silly of me.
