So This Is What They Mean By "Tweens"...
I went out shopping with my oldest this morning. E is 10 years old, needed new "undergarments" and had a gift card for La Senza Girl. This is what we came home with:
LaSenzaGirl's pre-teen bra, available in dozens of colours. It's slightly fancier than what I wore under my wedding dress many years ago. In fairness to E, she did select a couple serviceable sports bras (purple if you can imagine) This bra was for "under her dressy clothes" and it was considerably less "Frederick's of Hollywood" than many of their pre-teen selections.
The same store was clearing out Webkinz at half price, so Cheeky Monkey (renamed Zee-minkey after a favorite scene from a Pink Panther movie) came home with us.
On the way to swimming lessons we needed sustenance. Ellery's selection was a donut with multi-coloured sprinkles (a "Hawaiian donut" depending upon where you hail from) Revolting to anyone over 10, huh?
So, this morning was pretty much an encapsulation of life with a pre-teen daughter. Tarty undies, stuffies and sprinkled donuts...sometimes almost a young woman, sometimes just a teeny little girl.
Last night was E's first "youth dance" at the neighbourhood community centre. It's very tame and well-supervised, but it's still a dance. Ellery went with a gal-pal and had a great time. They primped for an hour (after delivering newspapers) before heading out to the big event which consisted of hanging out in a rec. centre eating chips, drinking soda and DANCING WITH BOYS. My baby actually danced with a couple boys from her class.
I am so not ready for this.
posted by Chelle @ 9:39 PM
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6 Comments:
My first bra looked like a bandage with straps and I was terrified anyone at school would find out I was wearing it. E's is so pretty! Times have changed, because if my mom had tried to buy me such a girly bra, I think I would have fainted. I was so not ready to be a girl.
Aw, dancing with boys! Times have changed there, too. My first dance was in grade 7 and the kids were all way too shy to dance together. Then again, Alex had a grade 8 date to his first dance when he was in grade 6!
At least she didn't have the fancy new bra with which to lead them into temptation...
You poor woman - do you have enough yarn with which to calm your nerves?
Amanda's been going to dances for a few months now but I've been spared the bra shopping so far. I'm so there with you in Not Readyville!
We've done the bra shopping and I'd have to agree with you about the tarti-ness. Wowsa! We haven't yet had our first dance, I'm apprehensive but I must say your calmness about the whole experience is encouraging!!
When I was pregnant with Joseph I so wanted a little girl to name after my mother. I had 2 girls first and then 4 boys and that was my last chance for a girl. I was a little disappointed when I found out he was a boy but now I am so glad. It is a lot different now than it was 20 years ago when my girls were tweens. Knitting, as you know, helps with the stress.
are you kidding? That's what they have now? My goodness I'm behind . . I don't even wear bras as nice as that!! LOL (yer doing a great job BTW)
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