Alternate title: Why We Might All Be Going to Hell
I bought some new bras today. Which is actually a blog-worthy event. Really. I have been using the same ratty old nursing bras since Evie was born almost five years ago. It was time.
Of course, I brought my entourage with me. Also known as my three whining children. I bribed them with suckers to be good. Except the baby. I bribed her with breastmilk.
As we're rifling through the endless assortment of lady apparel, Evie pulls out a black, lacy, uber-padded bra.
"Hey, Mom! Look!!!! It's a MENNONITE BRA!!!!"
You know. Cause it was lacy and black, like their head coverings.
God bless those Mennonites. They are (apparently) into some kinky stuff underneath that modest denim. ;)