Just My Size

Julia was hanging out in our bedroom as I got changed after work. Before I could pull on a shirt, she picked up one of Aleisha’s stray bras and said, “This is for you, Daddy!” I decided to play along and jokingly put it on (which is much harder to do than taking one off, apparently). Then Julia told me I had to put a shirt over top.

Next, we headed down stairs. I told her we’d see how long it would take Mommy to notice. After all of one minute, Julia turned to me in front of Aleisha and said, “Daddy, where’s your broth?” as she proceeds to lift up my shirt.


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