The daily argument between the teen-manga-rock star and myself went martian today when I gave her her daily admonishment to strap on a brazier.
“You mean put on a straight jacket for my boobs?”
“Yeah. Please?”
“I can’t believe you want me to restrain my womanhood!”
“I’m not–your what?”
“Bras cause breast cancer, dad!”
“WHAT!?”
“Everybody knows that.”
“No they–”
“Leave me alone! Let my boobs run free!”
I gave up. Sometimes all a parent can do is stare, mouth agape,
high speed electric drill poised over their forehead, and hope that guy from Scrubs doesn’t play you in the movie.
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Originally posted 2007-08-28 21:17:00. Republished by Blog Post Promoter

