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Monday, October 22, 2018

How the West Was Won

I feel like I've lived through an epic adventure and it was less than 48 hours long.  The final tale of my weekend with the Grand Girls is the Saturday night shopping trip with them for long pants. 

I managed to swoop them past the Halloween Costumes, Decorations and Snacks and straight into  Girls clothing.  We agreed on several pairs of pants for each to try on. 

I stood outside the dressing room while they tried on the clothes.  The Youngest dancing and prancing in front of the mirror and the Oldest removing pants "that didn't feel good" without showing me first. 

Ok, Grandma Rules go into effect.  You put on the clothes, walk out and show me, and I tell you if we are buying them or not. 

The Oldest's favorite pair of jeans/jeggings were the tightest.  Her third favorite was my first favorite.  She is long and lean like her mother.  Low waist may be the style but if you are long through the crotch to the waist and you ever intend to bend over, then you have to pay attention - especially if your Nan is taking you shopping. 

I showed the Oldest the difference between the three pairs of pants measuring (1) across waist, (2) crotch to waist and (3) inseam or crotch to hemline.  She understood it perfectly and helped measure one against the other.  She was allowed to put all three pairs in the basket.  I was allowed to sneak the tight pair out when she wasn't looking.   

Then we went through the same process with shirts (which we had not come to buy) except we didn't have to try them on. 

When we got home, it turned out our purchase contained 2 jeans and 4 shirts for the Olders and 2 shirts and no pants for the Youngest.  Somehow, while I was sneaking items out of the basket, I must have accidentally removed the Youngest's two jeans.  Oh well, I'll go back now that I know what I'm looking for. 

Generally, with a little finger twisting, the Girls end up taking their new clothes home.  This time their Brother came to pick them up at 8 a.m. and we were all asleep so there was no discussion about the clothes or much of anything else.

A double win.  My money, their clothes, my house and a full day to myself. 
 



End of tale or tail. 

6 comments:

  1. You clearly got carried away in sneaking stuff out of the baskets!

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  2. I love it, a house to yourself. Isn't it funny how that is? I love seeing the kids but I am happy when they go home. I am only an aunt but I think it's the same for grandparents. That is the fun of being a grandparent. You get to spoil and have fun and then send them home. :-) I love the tail

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  3. Shopping adventures with the grandkids! I did the same in late August. Glad it’s over for now. Christmas is coming though!

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  4. My granddaughter and my grandson both would be happy shopping just about everyday. I have considerably less interest. They both are opinionated about what to wear. It is most tiring to shop with them.

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  5. You did good, Nan. I don't think I would have made it past the toy department, lol.
    xo

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  6. Well you turned a stressful day into a teaching day for the girls. Way to go Grandma.

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