What a holy little boy!

 

Window at Parish Church of St Peter, Frampton Cotterell, England (Photo credit: DanieVDM)

 

I was sitting in the last pew at church, nursing the baby. When one of my nursing pads became full, I replaced it with a new one and set the old one down on the seat next to me. Before I could stop him, my five-year-old son grabbed the soggy white circle, stuck it on the top of his head, and ran up the aisle yelling,

Wardrobe Malfunctions

My parents dropped by unannounced one day. I met them in the driveway, and as I was talking, a nursing pad suddenly fell right out of my shirt. Silence ensued as we all stared down at it. Finally, my father burst out laughing. I picked it up, turned, and replaced it as casually as I could, but I know my face was red, probably even after they had driven away. Becky, mother of 4