Retail Therapy! Who said it was for girls? I am raising a bunch of boys that just love it! They had so much fun! They didn’t even try to get more stuff and stayed within the limits that I set before we went in.
I was also taken with the fact that each of them has a distinct style and taste. They are so similar and yet so different. I loved watching them match up stuff, scrunch their noses at something I may have pointed out and they didn’t like or watch them pick out stuff that Sanj may like. Actually, that part, I am on to them. The older 3 can share some of their dad’s stuff. Poor Sanj, he is soon going to have a very empty wardrobe.
I picked up a sweatshirt for myself… from the men’s section (as the stuff in the ladies section at these stores seems to be for teenagers. The mediums would fit my one thigh)! I love comfort. I love how the men’s stuff isn’t clingy and gut sucking! Yet as I had it in my hand, the older boys eyes lit up. “Who is that for? Can I borrow it?” I was asked. Suddenly I realized that there really isn’t much hope of it really being mine. Back on the rack it went.
Funny though, the reaction I get when I wear their sweatshirts!
I love shopping with the boys!
I was proud of their good attitudes and grateful hearts.
Then it was the hideous 2 hour ride home!
I don’t understand how there aren’t more insane people out there that have to sit in rush hour traffic crawling at 20 km/hour. Seriously! It was tortuous!
We stopped at Grandma’s house for supper to break up the pain.
Yum. A good ending to a good day.
wow, that sounds like a a great time! Now i've seen everything…straight men who enjoy shopping!
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