June always thought bras would be fun…until she actually needed one!
Then she was wishing she lived in the olden days before they were invented.
“It was even worse back then!” I said. “Instead of bras they had corsets that went from your armpits to your hips!”
“Oh! I feel bad for Grandma!” she said.
Eh, Grandma’s not that old, but yeah.
Yesterday I asked her to go to Cliff’s house with me to water the garden.
“Noooo! I can’t do aaaaanything!” she moaned. “I’m wearing a braaaaa!”
Life can’t go on. It’s just like what they warn you about—growing up is a trap!
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