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Yesterday, while mothers all over the US were celebrated and venerated, I had the unfortunate task of taking my tween bathing suit shopping. Her bathing suit from last year is a little short in the torso as she appears to have grown 4 feet in the last 12 months. She had very specific ideas about what she wanted in a swim suit. Her tastes ran to suits like this:
Mine were more along the lines of this:
We compromised on this, but only after much intense negotiation:
FYI, Kohl‘s has swimsuits on sale for 40% off! And they’re cute!
After that particular trauma we had a lovely dinner at Ruby Tuesday’s where the food was mediocre, but I was happy to have the day off from my ridiculously hot, west facing wall of windows, kitchen.
After dinner we decided to visit Barnes and Noble, because that’s like church for me and we really had a lovely time browsing all the books and magazines, games and puzzles. They just recently opened this B&N, and it’s such a beautiful store I could spend hours in it… literally. Get it? literally? Anyway. My son, as usual, took off for the graphic novel/manga section, my husband, the business section, and my daughter and I wandered aimlessly around the entire store. After about 45 minutes, I went to go check on the boy child, just to make sure he was where I expected him to be and he was, but he wasn’t alone. He was there with a girl and they were fervently discussing the differences between Bleach and Geass (I have no idea what that means either, don’t feel bad). In an effort to not embarrass him, I walked away, but kept an eye out, watching from afar.
He came looking for me at one point, in need of a piece of paper and a pen.
Him: Mom, do you have any paper?
Me: What for?
Him: I met this girl and I’m going to get her gamer tag
And that’s another thing, nobody gets phone numbers anymore. It’s all about their gamer tag, or their Youtube user name. I guess I shouldn’t complain though, at least I don’t have to worry about a $396.00 phone bill…. yet. So I gave him the pen and paper and asked my husband if he thought the cafe might serve cocktails, ’cause at that point, I could have used one. Apparently they don’t, so we made our purchases and drove straight home where I knew I could get a nice glass of wine and lament, in peace the fact that my children aren’t babies any longer.
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LOVE IT! I am sort of glad that I don’t have a daughter because if I had to watch her walk out of the house in some of the outfits these girls wear now I would have to hold myself back from locking her up! =) Nice compromising mommy.
Very cute…I remember when we were 14 :<) Face it sweetie…he’s growing up and you did a damn good job!!!