July 1, 2009

"Boobs and Ask Me If I Care," Trisha Reynolds

I would go to your house and fold laundry for hours. Your mom hated folding and never understood why I enjoyed it so much! (again not sure if it's what you're looking for...but I'll keep going) I remember once when Adam cut the back of his knee pretty badly. He was taking out the garbage and there was broken glass in the bag that sliced him pretty bad. Your mom sent us all outside so she could take care of it. It seems like there was another woman there with your mom - maybe Loretta or Patty (this was a long time ago.) It seemed like forever, but your mom came and got us when everything was all done. She and this other person put a butterfly bandage on Adam's leg and he was as good as new. One of the things I remember about that moment was that your mom remained calm the entire time and quickly took care of the situation.


I remember after your mom had her breast reduction. She was so excited to show us her new boobs! She thought it was amazing that she'd never have to wear a bra again! The only part she didn't like is how big her belly was. She didn't really think about how much her ginormous boobs hid her bulge! LOL It was too funny. I think all in all she was so happy with her boobs that she didn't really care about the belly that much-your mom wasnt vain at all that way. I do remember her talking about heaven and the resurrection. We are taught in church that once we are resurrected we will be born with our perfect body. She joked about how if she's resurrected with big boobies she'll she's going to have a word with the BIG guy! LOL (this is on a side note-Grandma saw Grandpa and your mom standing at our backdoor not long before Grandma passed away. She told us she thought they were coming to take her home, but they both just smiled and waved and then they were gone. The first thing my mom asked Grandma was....How big were Dorothy's boobs?? My mom is such a dork...) When I was a baby I spent almost every weekend with your mom and dad. I have quite a few pix of me with them when I was pretty small. I guess people kind of gave your parents a hard time because they were just newly married with this baby they'd bring to church with them on Sundays. A lot of people thought I was theirs. (I'll verify this with my mom in the morning)


Your mom would get asked all the time IF SHE CARED (she had a bumper sticker on her car.) She always just yelled right back at them-nope I don't. There are so many more stories... these are just the ones that were on my mind. I'm sorry if it's not what you wanted, but I've got something I'm going to send that I know you'll love. I'll talk to you soon!


Love Trisha

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