Big Mama

Today as we were waiting at the stop light, Max noticed a rather large man standing on the sidewalk. “That’s a B-I-G boy Mama.”

“You’re right Max.”

“And you’re a B-I-G girl!”

“Hey, wait just a minute,” I said teasing him.

“Mama’s not a really big girl Max,” Dawson assured him.

Undaunted, he continued, “I have a tiny booty.”

“Yes.”

“And Dawson has a tiny booty too.”

“Yep,” I said, pretty certain this was not going to go my way.

“And Mama has a B-I-G booty!”