The other day, my new dress form pads were delivered. I was super pumped so instead of waiting until I was downstairs in my sweatshop, I opened the box in the living room where Matt and Emily happened to be. When Matt asked what it was I tried to explain and eventually just said “it’s a box of boobs”. Now, I said this quietly and just to him because as a 3 year old, Emily repeats EVERYTHING—especially the things she shouldn’t hear. So, of course, Matt repeated “Box of boobs?!” in his booming man voice. If you’ve never heard a toddler say “boobs”, you’re missing out on life. I wish it was not inappropriate because hearing her chant “Box of boobs! Box of boobs!” absolutely made my week.
My very useful box of boobs.