Dad- “Okay… Mandy… I know I haven’t texted or called for a couple days, but I’ve just been trying to wrap my mind around all of this…” T-T
Mandy- “Oh, it’s okay, daddy. We cried too at first. It’s a lot to get used to. We’re still your little boys… sort of.” ; )
Dad- “I know, I know. Your mother has been helping me realize that this could be for the best. Anyway, I’ll order you girls some bras. What sizes do you need?”
Mandy- “Thx, daddy! : ) Well, grandma measured us, and I’m a 34DD. Mine are the smallest though… I’ll go ask Tammy what her size is again…”
Dad- “Wait, your the smallest?! Oh, lord.”
Mandy- “Yeah, Tammy says she’s a 36H. I attached a video of her trying on some stuff…”
Dad- “…T-T…”
Mandy- “Oh, don’t be sad, daddy! She loves her boobies!”
Dad- “How is she supposed to run track like THAT?! She was headed for a scholarship! DX”
Mandy- “Well, she’ll probably need some really big sports bras… Lol…” ; )
Dad- “Please tell me that Tammy is the biggest…”
Mandy- “Ummmmmm….” ^^;
