Sometimes a trip to Goodwill is "just the thing".
"Just the thing" to do to have a little fun with your daughter.
Of course, it helps if she tries clothing on.
Like, oh let's say, a jacket.
A really cute jacket.
She even agreed.
Then, this happened:
Oh great…now what do we do?
Break the zipper completely?
Oh no, let's work it down to the bottom instead.
Tooth by tooth by tooth.
Painstakingly slowly.
Oh, but it was funny.
At least Mama thought it was funny.
Now now Amy, you know you want to laugh.
Then, finally, amidst bursts of snorted laughter and giggles
(as we tried to look inconspicuous),
the zipper came free and thus Amy was freed from the jacket.
And then she says, "Can we still get it?"
"Can we still get it?'
Seriously.
I liked the jacket first, before her.
Not anymore.
She bought a dress, a skirt and something else (I forget).
But no jacket. Not today.
Yes, sometimes a trip to Goodwill is just the thing.
Love,
Dianne
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