We were driving home from errands and shopping, complete with my discouraging crazy clothes, and she said, "Mom, do you think you're predictable?" I said that, yes, I am probably pretty predictable. She agreed.
"There are two things about you that are really predictable. You're cheap and you're settled."
I take both as a compliment, and I told her that.
She followed up with, "Yeah, it's not bad or anything. But you could live a little."
Tuesday, July 23, 2013
Caroline has started having more of an opinion regarding her clothing. So I've started inviting her input before I go out to buy her stuff. We were flipping through a catalog, just to get an idea of things she likes/doesn't, and she kept pointing to things that were bedazzled from seam to seam. I'd say, "Really? I think those beads would rip off in the washer, and then you'd be sad and wouldn't want to wear it." Or "Does glow in the dark orange polka dot match lavender stripes?" "How many shirts with cats on them do you really need?" She was getting tired of my naysaying. So she hmphed, threw her hands up, and then grumped, "Mom, why are you so un-cheesy?!"
Posted by Jennifer at 9:19 AM