Megan's Secret

As many of you know, I have 3 children. Two boys and one darling girlie girl. Here is the thing: I am NOT a girlie girl. I don't like shopping, I never have. I have shopped and I have bought things and I do like it when I get home and have new things, but the adventure of shopping has just never grabbed on to me. My poor daughter does like shopping. She also likes planning, another thing I'm not too crazy about.

Let's rewind to earlier this week. I arrive home from a volleyball match that went long. Let's just say, it was after 10:00 pm when I limped through the door. I was assessing the damage to the domaine. Not too bad. I put the few dishes in the sink, I gave a quick sweep of the family room and this note pad caught my eye... It said, and I quote: "Things to do before school" Oh boy, a list, my fave! It was in Megan's neat script:

Get school supplies

Go to Rue 21

Get a haircut

So, my mommy heart is gripped and I declare that I shall make the list happen. I had a volleyball tourney on Saturday and worked at church Sunday morning, but Sunday afternoon would be a "Mommy and Moo" day. Yay!!

We set out to the Lancaster Mall which inhabits the store "Rue 21" It actually was quite pleasant, got a pair of shoes and a cute sweatshirt for a nice price. We left there in search of a hair cut place and found one. Got Megs a very nice "7th grade haircut". I was feeling like this trip was gonna be fairly painless. We still needed to hit Target for school stuff, but was feeling good. As we're walking back toward the car, Megan saw these sweats in Victoria's Secret. I said, "Megan, I will not buy you anything out of Victoria's Secret". I may have added a "whore" in the pronunciation.

We laughed about my pronunciation and left the mall Target bound. We found the school supply stuff we needed and also made a lap through the underwear department for Megan's age. I grabbed a package of her size with the bonus (7 pack). We got home and as she was unpacking all her booty she came downstairs and told me that I'd grabbed the "day of the week" undies. Well, Megan, I guess that's our little secret. No pun intended. She is still my little girl and she can wear cute little undies, if I'm still buyin' right?

So, Megan's secret is that she has no reason to forget what day it is. My secret is that I still don't like shopping, but I love my little Lovie. I love that she understands my hatred of shopping and she appreciates my efforts toward that end.

Dudster