seriously????

My youngest daughter got a part in a dinner theatre production that runs all summer. They're currently in rehersal. She called me last night while she was sitting in the Walmart parking lot awaiting her dad's arrival. The following conversation ensued:

"Hey mom"
Hey Jes, whatcha doin?
"I'm sitting in the Walmart parking lot waiting on dad to get here."
What happened?
"Nothing. I have to buy boobs."
Why do you have to buy boots?
"Boobs mom. I have to buy boobs for my part."
Walmart sells boobs???
"Mom, Walmart sells everything.

Now I have been all over Walmart many times over, but I think I missed that aisle.

Jes, what the heck are you talking about?
"Mother! I have to get a padded bra and those insert thingies they sell."
You mean the rubber things that resemble chicken breasts?
"Yes that is what I mean. Geeze!"
Okay, gotcha. Well I'm very proud of you.
"So you're saying you're proud that I'm a bimbo?"
You're only a bimbo in the play. I'm proud of you for getting the part.
"Alright gotcha. Gotta go now."

These are the moments I cherish. LOL