It has been hot here the last couple of days, and so I've been wearing a rotation of 2 new dresses I got. But sometimes dresses aren't really appropriate (weed wacking).
I ran down to my bin in the basement and brought up a couple pairs of shorts.
Oof. I could technically zip them... but could not... technically breathe.
I took them off and headed back downstairs. Baby looked up from her lunch and said "Too small?"
And it struck me as funny because in her life experience that is perfectly normal. The girls outgrow all of their clothes by the next year.
I rummaged around in my bin and brought up a short denim skirt. Wishing I hadn't bought such a trendy item last year... and wishing it was about 10 inches longer, I put it on. That skirt was always cut a little big in the waist, so I could zip it. And breathe. But instead of resting lower on my waist, as it had last year, it was resting lower on my ribcage. Making it obscenely short.
Baby walked in...
"Why do keep trying on kids' clothes?"
"I don't know" I replied, laughing at the unintended insult.
I put back on my dress and headed out to mow the lawn, defeated but motivated.
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LOL....I love Baby.
too funny that baby, at least she dosent call you big mama like my sweet adorable daughter has started ding lately.
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Baby is the best motivator! can I borrow her for a bit? I need some 'innocent' and hard hitting truths slung my way...
LOL, why do you keep trying on kids' clothes...That's priceless. I love that Baby, too!
She is hoot.
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