I went shopping with my mom, my sister-in-law, and my kids last week. We had a great time and there was someone to hold the baby while I tried on dresses. The best part was when my Little Princess came into the dressing room with me to try things on.
It’s Prom season so there were LOTS of ridiculously sparkly gowns that my daughter thought were amazingly beautiful. So I let her try them on. She was particularly enamored of a blue, green, and teal dress with a sparkly fabric and rhinestones on the bodice. It was quite mermaid-like.
We both tried it on and then I started on the more appropriate sun dresses for my Easter attire. Little Princess put on every dress I tried on. She went out of the dressing room for the opinions of our other shoppers each time I did. She twirled even though the knee-length dresses were dragging the floor and they really wouldn’t stay up.
And she felt beautiful. And fancy. And very grown-up. We had milkshakes to celebrate our shopping success.
On the way home she said, “Mommy, I didn’t want to behave well the whole time, but I did anyway.” It turns out that after choosing her own dress she was done with shopping and was not interested in what anyone else was going to wear. It apparently took all of her 4-year-old strength to keep from pitching a fit in the Macy’s. That and a milkshake. How did she get so grown up?