So I drop my baby girl off at my mom's the other day, and a few hours later, she greets me at the door in this...
Apparently, Nana was looking for Keatyn a replacement for some wet britches and came upon this little number in her drawer. She thought it would be the perfect princess dress and even accessorized with a gold chain link necklace. I think Nana may have a warped definition of "princess."
To add insult to injury...
She insisted it hadn't been worn in YEARS, and tried to claim she got it as a wedding gift, 42 years ago. I wasn't around in 1970 (but now know what I was most likely conceived in 1974 in... ugh) but it doesn't strike me as lingerie from long ago.
I don't know what's worse, seeing my parents "sex" clothes (to quote my favorite show Friends) or seeing my toddler so happily twirling about in it.
Another hand-me-down. At least it wasn't blue.
We may both need therapy.
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