The Slap of the Built-In BraCasey Mullins
Each change of seasons brings a mad dash through Addie’s closet to weed out the things that don’t fit, the things that need repair and the things that need to be stored until next winter. It also means taking note as to what needs to be purchased to make her through the next year fully dressed and properly clothed. Thankfully since the wild and crazy growth spurts have slowed to a manageable place coupled with my fantastic second hand deals the only things that really needed to be acquired were some new bike shorts to keep her underpants covered under skirts and a few new camisoles.
I mentioned to Cody the other day that she’s…changing. Her shape is changing. She’s less baby and more girl. Cody stuck his fingers in his ears and screamed “LA LA LA.” and today as I went through her laundry her newest undershirt smacked both of us right upside our faces.
Y’all, it has a little built in shelf bra. It’s a size 8. I bought it from a very normal children’s store.
IT HAS A BUILT IN BRA.
Which yay! Because as a lady myself I appreciate a little extra coverage on my parts but also BOO.
She’s sitting over there in her Taylor Swift concert t-shirt eating a banana and teasing her dad about pancakes yet up in her drawer sits a little tank top with a built in bra, a sign of things to come. Inevitable things to come.
I’m treasuring these days of her being so adorable and little because I can hear them ticking away (thankfully Cody’s wild denial helps muffle some it.)