The Father-Daughter
Dance: who could talk about anything else?!
This Friday, it is this Friday!...OMG! What
are you going to wear?...and I get to
wear make-up, Mom said. REAL make-up…My
dress is gonna have sequins and tiny straps, you know, like they wear on “iCarly”….and new shoes with tall heels, just like on “Monster
High”…
The bell rang and the
cluster of eight year-olds broke
up. Parents listened to the excited
girls rage on about what the friends were wearing. All of them sighed.
Mommy took “Lisa” to
Burlington Coat Factory to peruse the dresses for the dance. The eight year old Lisa was bouncing all the
way to the racks where her size dresses awaited.
She was now a size 8 in girls; life was much simpler when it size 4-6X. Now the rack would hold sizes 7 to 16. Damn.
She was now a size 8 in girls; life was much simpler when it size 4-6X. Now the rack would hold sizes 7 to 16. Damn.
Mixed together were
dresses of all types, styles, quality, and value. The battle lines were quickly drawn. Neither side was going to budge.
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Dress after dress was
pulled out. Lisa grasped the strapless
glitzy 'hooker' dress (note: a hooker dress is any dress designed to be worn by a 16+ teenager, not by an 8 year old) to her baby chest, claiming that she had to have this
dress. Mommy held out a sleeveless dress
of floral blue and purple voile, tied with a bow.
Yes. No. Yes. No. Both were in
tears.
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What will
happen? Will the hooker dress (note: a dress like this looks terribly terribly wrong on an 8 year old; disturbingly wrong) be worn to
the dance? Will Mommy lock Lisa in a
convent until she is 18?
On Wednesday, the battle of the Father-Daughter Dance continues…
