Bubble Butt Jumpers

Bubble Butt Jumpers

When my sister and I were small, I was somewhere around 6 or 7 years old, we each received one very cut bubble butt tie strap jumpers. They had elastic around the waist and around the leg holes (for there was no legs at all), making the butt area just a bubble of material.  We thought that our new outfits were just so very wonderful. Secretly I thought that my sister’s was far better than mine.  We did not get a lot of new clothes, just a certain amount to make it through each season. It’s not that my parents were broke, they just did not feel the need to lavish money on clothing. You get what you need and sometimes what you want.  Well these were just so cute and so new that we put them on and went off to play. We got out our little red wagon and were off on an adventure to our neighbor’s house. And yes, in case you were wondering, I was beginning to harbor a bit of resentment for the outfit that I thought was better than mine. We knocked on their door and asked if our two friends could come out and play. In all honesty, the younger of the two was annoying, but if we wanted to play with one, then we had to play with both. We had a wonderful time pulling each other up and down the sidewalk in our little red wagon. (Back then we didn’t have video games in every household.) All the while we were having fun I got a little bit more and then a little bit more jealous of my sister’s just slightly fancier than mine, outfit. We wheeled our way back home and our mother brought us each out a tall cold glass of koolaide, and then she went back inside. Well I got it into my head that if my sister’s outfit wasn’t as pretty, then mine would be the better one. Does anyone see what’s coming yet? Sure enough, that glass of my red koolaide found it’s way on to my sister’s brand new bubble butt jumper. I knew in an instant that I would be in the worst of trouble if my mother knew that I did it on purpose, so I turned on the tears. And cried my way right in to my mother thinking that it was an accident. Because my tears were good, I did not get busted for the sabotage. This time I did kill the fly, I just covered It up real well.