i love my daughter’s generous spirit. about a month ago, when i was complaining (as i will do, to anyone who’ll listen) about the fact i’ve gained some weight this year, she told me i could borrow her favourite pair of jeans until i got the fat issue sorted out & got back in my regular pants. i was dubious at first, since she’s significantly smaller than i am (in width i mean, she’s much taller). anyway, they jeans are heavenly stretch denim that doesn’t look like it’s being stretched, & they quickly became a staple in my wardrobe.
fast forward a month, she’s getting impatient. i keep pleading for more time with the pants, but she misses them so. saturday morning she walks in the door, holding a pair of jeans. i say, ?you want your pants back, don’t you?? she says, ?are they clean?? i say, ?well, they’re not incredibly dirty?. she’s apparently desperate, because she changes right into them even though they’re not fresh out of the dryer. i put on the new pair, also stretchy, but for some reason (to her) far less desirable. she motions for me to turn around, then indicates her approval of the whole ?do these make my butt look big? issue. of course, life makes my butt look big. thankfully, my daughter, & the textile industry, are compassionate & helpful in this area.
i love my daughter.