Say YES to the Dress

Today's the day.  I have to gather up all my strength and patience to shop for a dress with the Social Bear.  We must travel 45 miles to the Mall as no store between here and there is acceptable.  It is mandatory to shop in a store with music blaring so loud the manikins vibrate.  The dresses are categorized by "maybe" "I don't think so" and "Hoochie Mama".

 Social Bear heads straight for the Hoochie Mama rack.  She holds up the first one to which I say nothing.  It can't be a dress.  It is a strapless shirt in a size 4 toddler.  She rolls her eyes and says, "What's wrong with it?  I love it!"  It's going to be a long afternoon.

After looking at no less than 20 dresses, I agree on four for her to try on.   Off to the dressing room with four black dresses in various styles of Hoochie Mama.  When she opened the curtain wearing the first one, I said, "Take it off."  The second one was so short the skirt cupped under her rear.  I took a deep breath and asked, "What exactly are you trying to say with your outfit?"  She looked at me like I had three heads and says, "What do you mean?"  "Well" I said. "Do you want people, most especially boys, to look at you and think you look pretty or that you look like a hooker on CSI?"  Social Bear just rolls her eyes, grins behind my back and puts her own clothes back on.

After much gnashing of teeth and another round of browsing in the "maybe" and "I don't think so" racks, we agreed on a cute little black shirt, skirt and shrug.  Whew!  Being the oldest mom on the block can be exhausting.  Sometimes I wonder what we were thinking adopting at our age.  Then I remember  how much I love each one of them.

Enjoy the hard times.  They're tomorrows precious memories.

In Christ,

Judy