Monday, September 30, 2013

Old Fashioned

For my birthday dinner, we ended up at Buca di Beppo.

We lucked out and ended up with a table that had panoramic views of nudity--cherubs with dimpled butts, Michelangelo's nudes, a photo of a buxom woman standing next to a topless statue of a buxom woman. The kids laughed and pointed all evening long. At one point I tried to make them stop pointing, but then they appeared to be staring and laughing uproariously at the bewildered tables around us, so I went back to letting them point and shriek about Cupid's butt.

little kid pointed at this guy and said, "I can tell that photo is old fashioned, from a long time ago."

 "Right." I answered.



"Know how I know?"

"How?"

"He's doing the Moonwalk!"

I laughed. "He's not doing the Moonwalk!"

"Then maybe it's the Robot?"

"No! He's not dancing, he's leaning on a rail."

"No, he's not."

"little kid, I grew up during that time--I know the Moonwalk and the Robot, he is not doing either."

"Well, I know leaning on rails and I haven't seen anyone lean on a rail like that."

"Okay."

"I'm pretty sure he's doing the Robot."

"Probably."

1 comment:

Mom Taxi Julie said...

Reminds me of when I went on a field trip with 5th graders to a museum full of nude paintings. One of the kids counted over 100 lol.