Over the last couple of weeks I have noticed that Dear Daughter only had 3 pair of jeans that fit her. So I looked at the sizes so I would know what to get when I finally had Time/Money together. All her jeans were size 5. Okay, I needed to look at size 6. Got it! Did I tell you that she is 5' 9" and weighs about 105 pounds? Hard figure to fit.
Last night, our neighbor came over and gave DD a box of clothes that she thought may fit her. Great! As DD was looking at them, I thought they were looking kind of large and I hoped she wouldn't insist on wearing clothes that didn't really fit her. All of the pants and shirts were size 8.
Well, being a 16 year old, she decided to try them on. (great, now I can see what we needed to do to make them fit) So the fashion show began and I prepared for the disappointments that awaited her.
Much to my surprize, they all fit! I couldn't believe it! All of them! A few of the blouses need a little more FRONT that she has now, but she was happy with everything.
It was like being at a Jonas Brothers concert--her squeals were consistant and loud during the 45 minute fashion show!
Now she tells me that her jeans leave red marks because they are so tight. Why didn't she say something? I sure would have! I guess blessings come in lots of ways.
Labels: Blessings, Daughter
