Barbie...I Never Knew!

Alright all. This is about risque as this blog will go. I originally started this post to tell you an Andrew story from today. I was simply trying to find a Barbie photo to go along with it and got more than I bargained for. For my curious friends out there, I Googled "barbie image" and came across photos of Barbie in various states of undress and in rather compromising situations. I even had the "moderate safe search" mode on for Google searches. Look further and you can find a pluthera of Barbie bashing: Barbie-Que, Transgender Barbie, Trailer Trash Barbie, Redneck Barbie (I guess even the trailer trash and rednecks have to have some sense of individuality), porn Barbie...lots of that. You name it, it's there. "Barbie likes Vodka", people named Barbie who look not a bit like their namesake, lesbian Barbie, naked Barbie running through a cemetary. And that was only going through about 400 Barbie photos. That's 400 out of 510,000! People have WAY too much time on their hands. (Although look at me, I'm blogging about this.)

Oh, and by the by...I also discovered that Barbie has her own blog now. What has this world come to??? And to think I'm trying to raise children in this world. *sigh* I cannot wait until Natalie is old enough to play with one of these temptresses.

So I meant to tell you an Andrew story. Here it is. We were bored today, so the whole family went to one of the local thrift stores. While there, I was looking over the book section...toying briefly with the idea of another e-bay adventure. Mike was hanging out with Andrew and there were some toys. I heard Andrew and Mike talking, but I am pretty good at tuning them out. It's not until I heard some snickers and Mike saying "go show your mommy" that me ears painfully perked up. God bless Mother's intuition. So here's Andrew triumphantly showing me this stark naked Barbie doll. He shoves her in my face and shouts "Look mommy...BOOBIES! She has boobies!"

The crowded room now seemed far too quiet. My response was "Wow Andrew...I have NO idea how to respond to that. Really, I don't." It was all Mike could do to keep from peeing his pants. Naturally dads find humor in publicly embarassing the moms of their offspring. One of the thrift store workers was standing nearby (stifling her own giggles). She saw that I was now holding Andrew's bounty and asked if I would like her to put it away. I said "YES! Please."

More giggles by all. Thanks little buddy!