"MOM! This is the STUFF! This is what we've been looking for!"
Gently moving along, I attempted to be nonchalant, "Okay guys, that's great. We need to get going before the ice cream melts."
(No such luck.)
"But Mooooooom! EVERYONE wears this! We really want it."
I thought for a second about the whole, "If everyone jumped off a bridge" approach, but decided against it.
As much as I'd rather stab myself in the eye than have them grow up to be (gasp) teens, I realize it's inevitable. It pains me to say it, but for some reason it hurt the depths of my soul just as much to see the boys standing in front of the array of asphyxiation, as it would to see our daughter in front of an aisle of feminine products. I can't even go there.
So, for now, the boys have the body wash, shampoo and gag me spray which they're excited to ritually apply like it's a right of passage.
We're still working on the whole, "less is more" concept for now, and I pray one day they'll get it for the sake of all that is holy...and the ozone.
I'm really, really not ready for this.
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