My daughter and I decided to attempt round two of clothes shopping for a teenaged girl, also known as the "Mooommmm, WHY" Wars. Let's just say I won the war, but Leah did not go gently. Our mission was to procure shorts and possibly a pair of capris.
I guess the problem was that Leah and I have wildly differing opinions about the definition of "too tight". What she declares "comfortable", puts me on automatic wedgie patrol, and I have visions of buttons popping off at the most inopportune times, like, at the board in math class or in the security line at the airport. I can just see a wayward button zinging the ear of a security guard, and taking with it any chance of us boarding our plane in a timely manner
So as we battled in the dressing room, I pulled out the "I'm not buying those clothes with my money" card, and she threw out the "fine, then I'm not getting anything" card, so I played the "fine, go on vacation naked, I don't care" trump card and of course then she caved. Heh. Mortification always works on teens.
Of course, in the end, she walked out of the store with shorts, a dress and flip-flops. So she won't be naked on vacation, and I won't be picturing pants disasters in the security line. But, stay tuned for round three, or "Child, you are not going out in public in that!", a.k.a., The Great Bathing Suit Battle.
I'm laughing out loud at the picture of the two of you playing your trump cards in the dressing room! I'm sure neither of you were laughing, but it sure makes for good blog fodder.
Posted by: Daisy | March 14, 2009 at 10:30 AM
the "fine, whatever" card is my favorite trump card. love that.
Posted by: the planet of janet | March 14, 2009 at 07:49 PM