Ben accompanied me on a little bra shopping expedition to Macy's this afternoon. After helping me make my choices, he sat patiently on a bench outside the dressing room waiting for me to try them on. When I came out again, this is the conversation we had.
Ben: Mama?
Me: Yes, Ben?
Ben: Mama, do you like these breasts?
(I look over and he's holding out a bra for me to see.)
Me: Yes, I do like those breasts.
Ben: Don't they feel soft?
(As he softly caresses the cups on a skin-toned bra.)
Me: I'm sure they do buddy.
The sales lady and I couldn't help but share a giggle. All I could think of was this: I sure hope he doesn't bring home a girl when he's sixteen and ask me the same question!
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