Tuesday, Macy has her class photo for 1st Grade. Me being the Mom-of-the-Year thought it'd be a grand idea to get some new threads & some new paw covers so she'd look half way decent for the pic. Yeah, who was I kidding?!? See, I THOUGHT I took a 6 year old with me but the girl who walked into the fitting room was 16! "This is ugly. I don't like this. This is too tight. This looks stupid. You always wanna' dress me faaaannncccyy like a girly girl. I'm a girl but I don't like that fancy stuff. Jewelry and dresses and hair things ... I don't like those!", "Wh
y can't I just wear this sweater and a shirt and some jeans?" (P.S. The sweater DID have some jewels near the collar hahaha). "Wow, Really? Is this child REALLY telling me how she wants to dress? Since when does she have an opinion?!?", I thought.
y can't I just wear this sweater and a shirt and some jeans?" (P.S. The sweater DID have some jewels near the collar hahaha). "Wow, Really? Is this child REALLY telling me how she wants to dress? Since when does she have an opinion?!?", I thought. She's right though. Just cause I'm all foofy foof, she doesn't have to be. So we left the store without buying anything & I was perfectly okay with that. I WILL however go tomorrow, with her "parameters" in mind when I try to find something for her at a different store.
Not only did I run into a 16 year old in a 6 year old's body while clothes shopping but she carted herself back to my car too! Miss Macy Walker asked if we could rock Radio Disney, I complied. I mean hey, I like some of that stuff! haha I even learned what the 16 year old ... er um, I mean SIX year old was going to do when she grows up!
"You know what I'm going to do when I grow up? Marry Nick Jonas. He's hot!" -- Macy Walker.
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