Boob Covers!

My kids love to swim, so buying a new bathing suit is a big deal for them every year.  Now that ski season has closed, they are ready for pools everywhere to open.

Kenzie has been wanting a two piece bathing suit for some time now.  I've been holding out on her, but I have to admit they look pretty cute on little girls.  This year she talked her GiGi (grandma) into buying her one. 

You'll need a little history on this one.

Sometime ago, Kezie pointed to my bra and asked "Do I have to wear one of those (she searches for the right word) boob covers when I get older?".  It was cute until we were in a department store one day (I think she was 4 at the time), and she suddenly yelled with great excitement "MOM! LOOK! THEY'VE GOT BOOB COVERS JUST LIKE YOURS!".   Mortified that everyone around us now knew exactly which bra I wore, we quickly walked away.  Ever since then, I avoid the lingerie section like the plague when she is with me.  I have nightmares about her yelling out "MOM LOOK! PANTIES! JUST LIKE YOURS!!". 

SO, she was very excited this year when she came home to tell me about her new bathing suit. 

Her "MOM! GUESS WHAT? I got a new bathing suit!"
Me "What's it look like?"
Her "It's blue with yellow flowers"
Me "Oooh. Pretty!"
Her "Here's the best part! I have my own BOOB COVER and SKIRT! Isn't that great?"

She starts skipping around and singing "I've got a new boob cover! I've got a new boob cover!". Thankfully, she hasn't announced this in public...yet!

Just screwing around

So here's her latest convo in a string of posts I like to call "Nice Mouth Mackenzie!". At the rate she is developing her more "colorful" vocabulary, I'm going to have to rename the string "You kiss your mother with that mouth?" or "Conversation's that embarrassed a sailor".

Last weekend my in-laws came up to our house for dinner.  The boys (Papa (Grandpa), Hubs, and my son) went out to the driving range for golf while we girls worked on a Mother's Day photo collage.  When the boys returned home from their outing, we girls (I was in a sling so really it was my M.O.M doing the work while we watched) were out trimming the cherry tree.

Papa climbed out of the car, and spotting Mackenzie asked "Whatcha doing Bits?"
Mackenzie "Oh nuthin'.  Just screwing around"
Me (mouthing to my Father In Law with my eyes wide open in shock)  Oh my gosh! I cannot believe she SAID THAT!

Then I remembered, that in a moment of frustration a few days before, when both kids were deliriously tired and over the top silly, not listening to my gentle "please get into bed" requests, I said "You two need to stop screwing around and get into bed!".  Yep, that's right - it was ME - AGAIN - teaching her new colorful words.  Geez!!!!