Thursday, March 24, 2011

Conversations from the back seat


Both of my boys are now ten and anything associated with underwear is a serious business.  I noticed there were lots of looks between them with giggling and I decided I needed to do some investigating.  We have serious talks while we are riding.  They tend to talk more freely when (1)  they can't see my face , and, (2) my hands are occupied and I can't reach them!   Today, as we were riding home, this was our conversation:

Mama:  Boys, did anybody get in trouble today at school?  (I always like to ask that so they will trick the other one in spilling the beans on their behavior!)

Nikolai:  No  (giggles)

Deniska:  Well, we didn't but ....

Mama:  But, what?  

Deniska:  Nikolai, tell her.

Nikolai:  Mom, you know Annie? (name changed to protect the innocent)

Mama:  Yes, I believe I have heard you talk about her.  Isn't she the one who likes you?

Nikolai:  Yes, unfortunately she does.  Well, today I had an eraser and it popped off my pencil and landed in the floor beside her.  She thought I threw it at her, so she took her BRA and threw it at me!  (This resulted in much giggling laughing from the back seat!)

Mama:  Why in the world did she have her bra off?

Nikolai:  She said things weren't in there right and she just took it off!

I remember the first few days that I wore a bra.  I came home, took it off, and threw it under my bed.  Than, I told my mom that I had lost "it" at school!  I guess some things never change from generation to generation.  I truly hope Annie will keep her bra on from now on and I hope that's the LAST time a girl throws her bra at my son! 


2 comments:

  1. Oh, my goodness!! That is too funny. Some of the best conversations with my son were riding in the car...for the very reasons you mention.

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  2. Oh my goodness Susan, that's hysterical! They are old enough to be in school with bra wearers? How quickly they grow up!

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