Last week when Ashley was at camp and Troy was out of town it was SO hot in his room. He has a corner room and windows on 2 walls and it stays pretty warm in there. So we hunted down a fan for his room and got it pointed at his bed. As I was tucking him in, I realized he had an extra pillow.
"Riley, why do you have Ashley's pillow?"
Reminding me of his daddy, he very methodically continued to "foof" his pillows just right, get his head nestled into them, pull up the covers, and lace his fingers across his chest before he replied:
"Why I Have Ashley's Pillow. by Riley Stirman. I was hot. I got Ashley's pillow, and now I can feel the air from the fan. The end."
It's not every night you get an oral report in answer to your question!
Later in the week I was indulging in watching the Gilmore Girls while Riley was finishing up a snack. A lady was on that is a semi-regular that I think they were trying to portray as having money, but no class (Mrs. Huntzberger). They had hoisted up her very ample bosom and plunged her neckline to a ridiculous level. I was watching the show and had this train of thought:
"Has she ALWAYS had a chest like that? Wow. That is one enormous chest. Oh, darn it! Now I've missed everything she just said thinking about another woman's chest!!"
Riley pipes up and says:
"I hate it when women wear dresses where you can see their (gesturing to his upper chest region). . . upper. . . you know!"
"Me, too, Riley. I don't want to see THAT."
(Continuing to stare at the screen) "It's like. . . I can't even take my eyes off of it!"
Bless him -- he's not even to the hormones yet. And before you write to me griping that I would allow my child to see such on TV, let me just point out that he saw no more or less than he is usually confronted with when he comes down the hall at church to the Bible class for college kids that Troy and I help in. So, gals, if your cleavage is driving an 8 year-old to distraction, imagine what it does for the poor 19 year-old that is TRYING to worship while your chest is about to spill out of your top (or your thong panties are floating above your pants/ skirt waistline). August and September are always particularly awful while the new girls are (un)dressing to impress. I spend a lot of time meditating on this verse:
Like a gold ring in a pig's snout is a beautiful woman who shows no discretion.
Proverbs 11:22
