We just returned from prom dress shopping. I have dreaded this excursion for three months because I knew that it would be riddled with drama. I was wrong. We started shopping at 10 a.m. and were back home by noon with a dress, shoes, and accessories. She found several that she liked at Dillard's and had to decide on one, but overall it was pretty easy.
This mother-daughter day out wasn't fun though. Don had some things he needed to work on, so we took the baby along. The "terrible twos" kicked in as we backed out of the drive way. Her newest thing is to lament over some pain or nonexistent booboo. These ailments shift around on and in her little body. Today, her nose, eyes, mouth, feet, and tummy hurt. When she wasn't complaining about these, she just cried or screamed for any random reason. The clerk assisting us gave her a graham cracker which she rubbed into several of the gowns before we caught her. She escaped several times, once making it all the way to housewares. She feel once trying to climb back into her stroller, leaving s huge goose egg on her forehead. Then, she pooped her pants. I was as crazy as a betsy beetle (bessie bug) before we checked out. The moral of the story is simple: Don't take a baby shopping for a prom dress.
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