Murphy's Law

Today is not really something that was said, but it seems appropriate anyway.


I went to the store with the kids because I needed to get out of the house.  I wanted to get a couple things and thought I could handle them both.  So, I grabbed some clothes to try on first, thinking they would be most cooperative early on in our outing.  They were very cooperative and I moved on to shopping for things for the kids.


As we went to look for shorts for Brother, we passed the little girl clothing area.  Big Girl said she wanted to try on a dress.  

Now, mind you, I HATE trying on clothes.  I hate clothes shopping in general.  So, I was super thrilled when Big Girl asked me:
"Can I take a dress to the bathroom to try on?"

She had already picked out a toy and I knew she would not be willing to part with the toy.  So, I said, you already picked a toy and we can only get one thing at the store.  


Not ready to part with her fun in the store, she said, 
"I will take it to the bathroom and try it on, but we can take the toy home."


And try it on she did.  FOUR dresses.  Every button was buttoned.  Every clasp was buckled.  Every minute of each outfit was admired. And mom, who HATES the process of trying on clothes, was thrown the finished outfit so we could begin the next outfit.


So, I walked out wondering why it is that Murphy thought it would be okay to give me a daughter who loves to dress up, change clothes a million times, and try on EVERYTHING, when I would rather just eyeball the fit?  Meanwhile, other parents complain about how difficult it is to get their child to the store to try on the clothes.  Murphy and I are not friends tonight.  Big Girl, however, had a blast clothes shopping.  I might have to take her with me on all my clothes shopping trips.  She will check every detail for me.