This isn't exactly so much something I did, but still something which very much is a part of who I am.
As I was washing the dishes after slaving all day making another batch of baby food for Caden, I noticed my mom looking at me funny.
Out of no where, she goes, "Sarah..."
"Yeah?" I respond, still scrubbing the dishes.
"You have a..." And she starts pointing at my rear end.
'Great' I think, 'I ripped my pants or something.'
Then she looks around to make sure no one's listening, leans towards me from across the room, and nearly mumbles, "You have a black butt."
It takes everything in me not to burst out laughing as I go "It's called a ghetto booty mom."
Yes I have always been bootylicious and proud.
Sunday, April 1, 2007
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