4. “What size T-shirt do you want?”
The stupidest question you could ever ask a big boobed mama. I haven’t seen an XS shirt since I was in the 4th grade.
5. “What are you going to do when they start going south?”
Cry. Weep. Pray that they eventually don’t touch my knees, although I know it’ll happen sooner rather than later.
6. “Your husband must love them!”
And? That doesn’t mean you have a right to know. And please, don’t ask about any motor boating, either.