For Me....

I don't journal like I used to, so I'm writing this convo just for me to remember in the future.

I'm sitting at the kitchen table, and there is my huge Victoria's Secret bag on the floor to be thrown away. (It must be thrown away so I don't feel guilty from my latest purchase. Whhhhy do I derive such self worth from such a cute little bag? **sigh** something to ponder on another day) The bag has three models on the front all in their santa skirts, hats, and matching santa bra's. Meanwhile my son comes up to me and says..

Son- Mom... I don't like those girls.

Me- Why?

Son- Cuz they scare me.

Me- Whhhhyyyy?

Son- Cuz. I don't like girls who show their bellies. They scare me.

Me- *chocking back laughter* Give it ten years son, give it ten years.....

LOL.