A post in which I talk more about the pants

I picked up Princess' ugly plaid pants today. Again, I will admit that as plaids go, they are not horrible. (How is that for damning with faint praise?) But, seriously. Pleated, big plaid pants. I had told one of my co-workers about my distress at my daughter's fashion sense. She made me promise that I would either show her the pants or take a picture of said trousers. So, I brought the pants to her desk. "Oh, they're cute!" she exclaimed. "I wouldn't wear it, though. Would you? But they are cute. Kind of. And they look well made." "Yeah, as plaid goes, this isn't bad," I replied, "but that's a whole lot of plaid for a little person." "Well, she wouldn't want them if they weren't her uniform, right?" she asked, "I mean, she wouldn't choose a big plaid if you were just shopping? It's just because the other girls at school are wearing them?" "Probably not," I said. "It's not like we go to the mall and she says 'Mom, those plaid pants are way cool!' [yes, my daughter says 'Way cool.' What of it?] I think she's tired of wearing a dress and tights all the time. But the fabric is a bit..." I searched for the right word. She took hold of the pants to examine them more closely. And her face fell slightly. "Wow. They're...durable," she said. What a nice euphamism for "polyester".


Anonymous nic said...

Ooooh! How much will you give me if I don't scan and post a picture of you in polyester plaid pants?

2/27/2006 8:25 PM  
Blogger MamaKaren said...

I'm just trying to give her a better life than I had. Isn't that my responsibility as a mother?!

2/28/2006 10:28 AM  

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