BRA VS BOOBIE HOLDER

We did the school run this morning and climbed back into bed to watch Frozen (I have to eat, sleep and breathe Frozen is my life at the moment) which is normal on days she is not at nursery. Lunchtime has loomed and time to get up and organised...AGAIN! So askes my DD to get my bra for me. 'What's that?' she asks me with her enquiring eyes. I know she knows what it is as my pet hate is taking her underwear shopping - I may tell you lot that story another time. So helpfully I pointed to the chair where my bra and clothes were to which she shrugs. SIGH!!! FINE!!!! 'Can you please get me my boobie holder.' Her wee face lit up and she replies with 'Awwwwww right!' I wonder where she gets this stuff from.

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