I went shopping with a 10 year old girl yesterday. It was crazy. I felt like I was wearing Mom jeans and suggesting everything she hated. It was like a big look into what my own childhood must of looked like. Mom and I didn't go shopping together that much, but I am sure I was just like Shelby. It made me so grateful I have boys. I am sure they will be hard to shop for teens. In the mean time I will enjoy the peace and quiet and the simple choices of either blue, red or orange. Girls have too many options, and too many opinions.
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