"Mom I need new pants...these are too short."
While most women love having any excuse or invitation to go to the mall....I don't. These words put me into a panic. A sweaty, add something else to my neverending to-do list panic.
Mall shopping takes so much time. Trying on, hanging up (out of respect and fear of dirty looks from store employees), hearing repeated complaints of 'it itches!' or 'nothing fits!' or 'I'm hungry!' send me over the edge.
Online shopping is supposed to be easy but in the end, I'm on a single nerve after an hour of hearing, "Click another, don't like it, click another, ew!" Also, it's ridiculously expensive...specially returning everything no one liked.
Then some kind soul saves me, "Hey, Laurie, I've got a box of kid clothes...need any?" A box of hand-me-downs is like a life raft floating to me after the boat went down. I respond with a gracious hug and a sigh, "Yes. Please. Thank you." The clothes arrive and my kids go through them picking what they like, giving the rest to another family.
Ahhhh....an easy hall pass from shopping hell ....
For now...until that next growth spurt...