One of my kids is very finicky, when it comes to clothing. So much so, that I will ask my other kids to take her shopping, so I don’t have to deal with it! Just recently, I broke down, and took her clothes shopping. Lordy lord we found 4 pair of pants that FIT!!!
A week later she says to me, ‘mom, I need new pants!’ I looked at her like she had two heads. “WHAT??!” No WAY was I going through THAT again!” and, “why would you need new pants when I just BOUGHT you new pants??” She starts to give me this song and dance about how the pants are just too big on her… of course being the MOM, I’m saying, ‘why would we buy them in the FIRST place if they were too big?” She insists they WEREN’T too big, when we bought them.
OK. I say to mayself, “Take a step back, . She’s 12, you’re …what ever.” So I say to her, “GIMME those pants!” I put them on, and they fit! I was actually thrilled to have a new pair of pants, LOL! I decided to wear them to work today, on the air in the city at 3, meeting after work, I look pretty damn good in these used, new, hot pants! I get off the train, walk upstairs to 34th and 7th, where I normally walk to 57th street, to have my pants fall down around my ankles! They stretched out so much that I had to run into some random store and buy a new pair, and beg the manager to let me use the bathroom to change! I had to pick a store with no dressing room. Of course, I did.
So, the bottom line is, my daughter was right, and sometimes we have to believe our kids even when instinct says , NOT to. :- ) I learned the hard way today! Although, I made a lot of friends at 34th and 7th!
OK. I say to mayself, “Take a step back, . She’s 12, you’re …what ever.” So I say to her, “GIMME those pants!” I put them on, and they fit! I was actually thrilled to have a new pair of pants, LOL! I decided to wear them to work today, on the air in the city at 3, meeting after work, I look pretty damn good in these used, new, hot pants! I get off the train, walk upstairs to 34th and 7th, where I normally walk to 57th street, to have my pants fall down around my ankles! They stretched out so much that I had to run into some random store and buy a new pair, and beg the manager to let me use the bathroom to change! I had to pick a store with no dressing room. Of course, I did.
So, the bottom line is, my daughter was right, and sometimes we have to believe our kids even when instinct says , NOT to. :- ) I learned the hard way today! Although, I made a lot of friends at 34th and 7th!
Lol. I’m more impressed that you can fit into your daughter’s pants!
Yesterday, we went to the same store, seperate dressing rooms, she knocked wanted to show me a pair of pants she’d tried on, I opened the door, and we both had the same pair on. Somthing ‘clicked’ at that moment, and I put the pants BACK. She’s 13 I’m ‘a bit older!’ I need to pick different clothes! LOL!