I have but one nephew–grand nephew, actually–who is 5-1/2 years old and the son of my Brother’s daughter. I will have stories to share later about that daughter. Suffice for now to say that, on top of dealing with brain cancer, my Brother and his wife are also raising my grand-nephew.
But that’s not what this story is about…
On my recent visit this past weekend, Brother’s wife tells me a little quirk they’ve learned about The Nephew.
First, she found The Nephew trying to put on one of her brassieres. Trying not to make a federal case about it, Sis-In-Law asks if he liked to wear bras. He says, “Not really… I like what goes in them better… they’re soft and mushy.” There followed a short conversation. Sis-In-Law avoided, though wanted to mention, that not all breasts were ‘soft and mushy’, though Grandma’s happen to be. But they talked about not touching without permission (and not until you are much older, kid).
A few days later, while coloring free form pictures with crayons, The Nephew drew a picture of a Golden Bra, complete with straps. Hmmm…
Then, the topper…
The Nephew’s mom is still in the picture, though not the primary caretaker. However, with Brother fighting the cancer, she’s actually stepped up quite well to helping out. While I was there, she volunteered to clean the kitchen and The Nephew’s bedroom. Well, here we are talking in the dining room and Nephew’s mom comes walking out of The Nephew’s bedroom… with an armful of bras. There were at least 10 in that pile. All found underneath The Nephew’s bed.
Wow…
The child makes his uncle proud!
Tags: bras sometimes lie, but genes don't, Family, good stuff inside, nephew after his uncle's heart
The Wilds of Ohio 
September 23, 2008 at 08:29 |
So which is it? A breast-man or a cross dressing fetish? Frankly, either one would be okay with me.
September 23, 2008 at 08:53 |
THAT
IS
AWESOME!!!
(soft-n-mushy… hmmm)
September 23, 2008 at 09:16 |
Classic! Whahaha. Now, get his technique on paper and you’ll make a fortune!!
September 23, 2008 at 09:48 |
I want to know where he got them. They’re not all grandma’s and Mommy’s are they? Pantie raids, washing lines? Do tell.
September 23, 2008 at 11:47 |
Aww…a perv in the making! How sweet! 😉
September 23, 2008 at 11:56 |
Yeah, like silverstar asked, “Where’d he get them?”
How long did this kid breast feed? Or has he stopped yet?
“Soft ‘n mushy”….hmmm…….I guess that’s an individual preference…and I prefer firm ‘n pert. But then, I only got to breast feed until I grew teeth.
Cute story gnukid.
How’s your bro doing?
September 23, 2008 at 20:39 |
proving once and for all that it’s hard-wired into men from birth… so. not. surprised.
September 24, 2008 at 14:59 |
Just when you start to lose faith in the younger generation.
September 24, 2008 at 22:06 |
t.u.b. – why not both? i hear that women like men with multiple interests and hobbies…
stephanie – don’t kids say and do the darnedest things? the little precious tykes…
dolce – i’m with ya… how the little sneak got them without anyone knowing is a truly marketable skill
silverstar – actually, his aunt lives there as well… between the three of them and the washing machine, i’m guessing 10 bras wouldn’t be hard to come by.
leavingevangeline – brings a tear to the eye, doesn’t it. makes you feel safe and secure for the future of America too!
rob – individual preference is likely a whole other post one of us should tackle someday… he didn’t breastfeed at all… something about his mother being a drug addict prevented that… piffle… and my bro is doing well, considering. without the chemo, he’s much more aware and able to participate in life (even though the clock is ticking down).
daisyfae – you say that like it’s a bad thing. don’t get me started on what’s hard-wired into women’s brains…
uncle keith – which, of course, in no way means you and i and others ‘like us’ have to stop our perverted practices… we must remain role models for the likes of my grandnephew to emulate
September 24, 2008 at 22:30 |
He likes what goes in them but did he specify where they are? Like on a girl or on him? Not to rain on the “way to go little man” parade, but my brother drew pictures of large breasted women as opposed to stealing my sisters and my bras to hide under his bed. Of course he is crazy now.
It reminds me of the two kids at day camp this summer who told BabyD that when their mother is out of the house, their dad takes them all into the bedroom and they all try on mom’s bras.
September 25, 2008 at 15:26 |
Hmmm. Never could understand the masculine fascination, if you will, with what are, in plain speaking terms, lumps of fat. Yup, we dress them up and make them all pretty in silk and lace, but that’s what they are. I guess it’s a guy thing … 😉
September 28, 2008 at 08:48 |
what? no one noticed their bras were missing? I have about 30 and I’d know in an instant if one were missing. guess I’m just anal that way 🙂