Thomas -n- Friends take -n- wear bra
The alarm goes off & its 8 AM. Usually I dread this hour-truthfully I dread any hour that requires me to stop sleeping. Did you know sleeping was amazing? Well it is.
This morning I’m not dreading 8 AM. It’s Thursday & that means from the hours of 9:45 until 3:45 my condo is minus Jake & The Never Land Pirates theme song, less the Thomas the train stories & every sound that accompanies a 3 year old. Instead you hear Whoopi Goldberg & Elizabeth Hasselback. The 11 o’clock news, Oprah’s life class & General Hospital. It’s quite nice.
This Thursday I pull myself out of bed & start to throw on clothes that make me look like I’m headed to some kind of Pilates class even though my body doesn’t show that.
Phoenix is in his athletic wear brushing his teeth when he looks up & says.
“Mommy make sure you wear a bra”
I’m taken aback a little bit. Why would he remind me to do that? I wear one every day that I leave the house. Was he just concerned that this morning I might stray from my usually routine?
“I am going to wear a bra.”
“Well I want a bra too.”
“You don’t need a bra. Bras are for girls. You put boobs in them & you don’t have boobs.”
“Well I have nipples & I want a Thomas bra.”
“Boys don’t wear bras Phoenix. Daddy doesn’t wear one, you don’t need one.”
“But kids loooove Thomas bras”
So since the new parental movement is parenting without gender boundaries…anyone know where I can get a Thomas the Tank training bra?