Queen Kelley

As far as bras go, I’m usually wearing the standard white. Lately I’ve branched out a bit to pink and, most recently, black. This was merely because there were no more white pairs available in my size for the style I liked. Today, I put on the black bra. Butterfly entered the room as I pulled my shirt over my head, and she immediately stopped her singing. “Mommy,” she began, “is that a new bra?” Um. Maybe it’s time to stop changing in front of my kid. “Uh-huh,” I replied. She smiled sweetly and said, “It looks like Ursula’s bra!” Compliment or disguised way of expressing her true opinion of me? You be the judge. (Yes, I blogged about bras today.)