It was afternoon when Emma called. I’d been having a high anxiety day and was still in my pjs.
“Mom, I’ve got a 30% off coupon at Value Village. Why don’t you meet me and we can go clothes shopping together.”
Clothes shopping was definitely at the bottom of my list of things to do. Right under scrubbing the bathroom with a toothbrush. Then my mind caught up.
“Are you scared to go into the ladies section on your own?”
“Yes,” she replied.
Okay, I’ll get dressed and I’ll meet you there.”
Emma was waving to me at the front door when I arrived. Then we went looking for their x-large section in ladies wear. This was easier said than done. Did you know they have an entire section devoted to button up sweaters? I sure didn’t. But we finally found the correct section and started riffling through the long sleeved shirts.
Emma got bored and discouraged quickly.
“I’m going to shop in the men’s department,” she said with a sigh. “At least I know the clothes will fit from there. And, with that she walked off. I kept searching and quickly found several shirts that would probably fit her and a shirt for myself. She was back with me in a couple of minutes.
“Couldn’t find anything?” I asked
“I was too scared to go into the men’s department,” she admitted.
“Well I found a bunch of shirts for you,” I assured her, gesturing to the buggy. She looked pleased with the selection.
Luckily the changerooms here are unisex, just a row of rooms in the corner of the store. Emma quickly found one and started changing. She even opened the door for me to see a couple of shirts. And, by the time she was done, she had at least five “new” shirts.
Then came yesterday. We were at Dollarama when Emma gasped, “I’ve always wanted one of these!”
One of those being a purple infinity scarf. I’m trying to cut back on spending but I bought the darn thing anyways. She put it on as soon as she got home and then she started fiddling with it.
“Look,” she said as she wrapped it around her waist. “It can double as clothing if you lose all of yours.”
I think I’ll pass on that fashion statement.
It’s so nice to get my sparkly girl back again!