Your little girl is going to grow up and get boobs.
You can make a billion jokes about keeping the teenage boys away with shotguns (Always a pet peeve, considering you should have by then given her the power to do so herself if needed.) or stand there stammering, beet red at the embarrassment of … what? That life happens?
These stories of pubescence and growing and, gasp, first bras, can always go so wrong in a crappy sit-com sort of way.
Or, if you’re Kevin over at Dad Centric, they can go so, so right. Here’s his take on entering the Target lingerie section:
“It’s also a dazzlingly colorful wonderland like one of those candy stores where the walls are lined with tube after tube of exotic flavored Jelly Bellies.
“After wandering around this rainbow of emergency tandem parachutes, we found the juniors section.
“Lightly lined, seamless bandeau, structured bandeau, scoop, demi, ashton, push up, super push up — who the hell buys their “junior” a super push up? — extra padding, wings, no wings. I haven’t been this overwhelmed by selection since the last time I shopped Home Depot for sheet metal screws.”
Kevin of Always at Home and Uncool goes on to do the simple act of buying a piece of clothing his daughter needs. It’s a touching essay that traces his own roots of shopping with his mom so many years ago, but the really great thing is the matter-of-fact “we need to do this” tone of the story. Dads don’t need to be scared of this moment. Yes, it might be a little embarrassing for everyone involved, and humor can go a long way toward deflating the awkwardness.
But I like the way Kevin approaches the process as a fact of life. She needs one. Her dad helps. How cool is that?
Go check it out.