The Big Date
It has been interesting watching my oldest daughter’s preparation for her 1st Homecoming dance. Her boyfriend goes to a local private school and plays football, so they do not see each other during the week. She has been slowly but surely putting the outfit she is going to wear together. We picked up the dress when we went to Cadillac Michigan a couple of weeks ago. There is a good chance that she will be the only girl wearing that dress. I think that is important to girls to not wear matching outfits to a formal occasion. Guys are not that aware of how each other are dressed.
We went shopping last weekend for the shoes. Now, that was quite the experience. When I need shoes, I go to the store and pick out something that looks good, is comfortable, and will not bite into the house payment. When my daughter looked for shoes, there was nothing she liked. We went to 4 or 5 stores and nothing worked. I can understand wanting things to match but walking until you can’t stand up is not my idea of a fun afternoon.
Now my philosophy on women shopping is that they will look at everything in several stores. Now unless they find something that they absolutely can’t live without, they will look at everything and try most of it on. Now they are shopping and they have to buy something. It is genetic. Must make purchase. They will go back and pick the item that they dislike the least in order to fulfill that command from their DNA. With men it is fit and function. With women it is part of the double helix that makes us who we are. That explains the difference between XX and XY.
Any way, we have the dress and shoes. The hair and makeup sessions have been scheduled with her mother. I believe arrangements have been made to get them out to dinner and to the dance. Tickets haven’t been purchased but that’s a minor detail. All is in readiness for her first big formal high school dance. It is another of those events in a parent’s life where they are as excited about it happening as the children but for different reasons. For us it means that they are growing up and learning to deal with the relational details of their lives. For them, it is their first steps into that brave new world they perceive as adulthood. Boy are they in for a shock.
To top everything off, that day is my anniversary. We had some plans with friends that will have to altered slightly to accommodate our other events. Ah, the flexibility of being a parent. Twister anyone.
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Cobb
We went shopping last weekend for the shoes. Now, that was quite the experience. When I need shoes, I go to the store and pick out something that looks good, is comfortable, and will not bite into the house payment. When my daughter looked for shoes, there was nothing she liked. We went to 4 or 5 stores and nothing worked. I can understand wanting things to match but walking until you can’t stand up is not my idea of a fun afternoon.
Now my philosophy on women shopping is that they will look at everything in several stores. Now unless they find something that they absolutely can’t live without, they will look at everything and try most of it on. Now they are shopping and they have to buy something. It is genetic. Must make purchase. They will go back and pick the item that they dislike the least in order to fulfill that command from their DNA. With men it is fit and function. With women it is part of the double helix that makes us who we are. That explains the difference between XX and XY.
Any way, we have the dress and shoes. The hair and makeup sessions have been scheduled with her mother. I believe arrangements have been made to get them out to dinner and to the dance. Tickets haven’t been purchased but that’s a minor detail. All is in readiness for her first big formal high school dance. It is another of those events in a parent’s life where they are as excited about it happening as the children but for different reasons. For us it means that they are growing up and learning to deal with the relational details of their lives. For them, it is their first steps into that brave new world they perceive as adulthood. Boy are they in for a shock.
To top everything off, that day is my anniversary. We had some plans with friends that will have to altered slightly to accommodate our other events. Ah, the flexibility of being a parent. Twister anyone.
Icool
Cobb
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