Life With Boys
The Scene: We’re getting dressed for work and my 5-year-old son Declan is in the room goofing around and jabbering on. While he is jabbering on, he is continually looking at my, um, breasts. I lift his chin once. I lift his chin twice. Finally…
Aimee: “Declan, it’s not polite to stare at a woman’s breasts.”
The Son: (Wearing a huge grin) “But I like to, because they’re so cute!”
The Husband: (Who proceeds to wipe his eyes with fake tears, shake his head and smile) “This is the proudest day of my entire life.”
I think it’s time to banish Declan from the bedroom while I am getting dressed. Or maybe the husband too. I’m not sure.