A few weeks ago I read a "tweet" by Rhea that she had seen a "Save the Ta-Ta's" bumper sticker. And when I had my bloggers summit with Shannon and Angie, we found "Save the Ta-Ta's" shirts.Then Julie left me a comment saying that her friend created that line of products.
You know, just when you become aware of something - it becomes so very prevalent. I starteding seeing Save the Ta-Ta's everywhere.
Last week, Katie and I were in the drive thru line at Chick-fil-a and the car in front of us had a Save the Ta-Ta's bumper sticker. Which I squealed in delight about.
Me: Oooo. Look! They have a Save the Ta-Ta's bumper sticker.
Katie: (head buried in a book. I wonder if it was a school book.) Whaaaattt?
Me: That car in front of us has a Save the Ta-Ta's bumper sticker.
Katie: What's that?
Me: It's a sticker for breast cancer awareness.
Katie: What are ta-tas?
Me: It's a slang term for breasts. You know. Kinda like boobs.
Katie: Hmmm. (Deep contemplation) Are they called ta-tas because they might go ta-tah?
So...what about you? Do you have to explain euphemisms to your kids? Do they have to explain them to you? Do you have a favorite euphemism? Or two? Or ten? If I were to do a random drawing for a Save the Ta-tas bumper magnet - would you want to be entered?
Theme song: Violent Femmes - Blister in the Sun. Because it was a better choice than "I am turning Japanese." 'Nuff said.