With fall here and winter right around the corner, I thought it would be a good time to freshen up my "work clothes". So I spent an entire day last week trying on jeans. It proved to be quite a challenge. I found a pair that worked, but yearned for at least one more pair to put in the rotation.
This past weekend, I had to take Savannah to Burlington Coat Factory for a heavier coat to wear at her bus stop. And of course, I couldn't resist heading over to the denim department. I grabbed just 3 pairs of jeans and shepherded all 3 kids into the cavernous handicap dressing room. The first 2 pairs garnered only a lukewarm reception.
Me: OK, this is the last pair. What do y'all think?
Mariah: Ooh, Mommy--those make you look like you are 27! No--26!