Yesterday Malin, Avery and I had a girls day out with our friend Debbie. She treated us to lunch at Pizza Hut, and then totally spoiled my girls at Wal-Mart. She had told me that she wanted to take us out to lunch because she wanted to buy each of my girls a dress.
That’s not exactly what happened.
We went into the girls clothing section where she proceeded to throw everything that my girls wanted into her buggy, and then paid for it all. It really was a lot of fun. I honestly have never taken my girls shopping like that. We get so many nice hand-me-downs that I occasionally buy a pair of pants or a dress or an outfit – but that’s it.
It was fun to come home with our bag of loot, and my girls love wearing their new clothes.
When we first got to Jackson, I was standing in the parking lot getting ready to get into Debbie’s truck, Malin looked at me and said,
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again (loooong dramatic pause)……. You look like a teenager!”
She’s figured out how to make a woman feel good about herself. A week or two ago, we were standing in the kitchen, working on cherries together when she said to me,
You don’t look like a mom. You look like a teenager.
I told her how nice that was, and how that’s the kind of compliment that can make any woman happy. So she took it a step further and said,
Next time I see Mam-Mam, I’m going to tell her, “Mam-Mam, you don’t look old enough to be a grandma!