This past Sunday was the annual Mother-Daughter tea at our church.
Sarah and I attended the tea for the first time last year and she loved it. And why wouldn't she? She got a new dress and a whole girly afternoon devoted to just Sarah and Mommy.
So we were definitely going this year and of course, I promised her a new dress. But due to lots of snow days, sickness and other annoying schedule conflicts, I wasn't able to get to the store to pick out the dress that I thought she would look best in.
Instead, we went together.
Before we headed to the store we went to Kohls.com to get an idea of what they had. We picked several very pretty dresses that were all less than $16.00. And I had a 15% off coupon to make the price even nicer.
But on the very last page of girl's dresses, Sarah spotted this little number...
And it could be ours for the low, low price of $30.00.
Well of course, I also had my coupon but we also had to get new shoes as well and I was less than thrilled with the look of the dress. It looked a little Wal-Mart to me but I figured I could steer her toward something I liked better once we were in the store. (And heavens knows I don't have anything against buying clothes at Wal-Mart. I get lots of the kid's clothes from there. I was just hoping for something a smidgen less trashy for the Mother-Daughter tea. Something more along the lines of what she wore last year.)
As we browsed through all of the dresses at Kohls, Sarah kept turning down dress after dress and I knew why. Girlfriend was on the lookout for the Wal-Mart dress.
And sure enough, as soon as she spotted it she squealed and screamed, "This is it! This is the dress I want!"
I held it up and determined it was even more Wal-Mart in person. It was 100% polyester and it was loaded with glitter. Glitter that we later discovered came off on everything.
My sweet Sarah was positively giddy as we took it into the dressing room. I was secretly hoping that the size 6 wouldn't fit but it did. She swirled and twirled and gleamed as I was telling her that we would have to wear tights and her white sweater to the tea.
She said she didn't care. I believe her exact words were, "Yeah, yeah, whatever."
As we walked into the tea on Sunday, she took off her sweater, shook her hair and proclaimed, "I'm really hot in this sweater. And besides, I want everyone to see my dress."
So who am I to keep the parishoners of Holy Family Catholic Church from seeing my 5 year old in all of her polyester and glitter glory. And I guess it really didn't matter. Because as Sarah put it, "I am so beautiful Mommy!"
And she's right. She was. (And self-confidant. This girl knows she's got it going on!)