My eleven year old daughter has been growing a lot. (She's only one inch shorter than me now, which means she'll soon pass me.) With growth spurts, comes the need to buy new clothes. I've been going nuts trying to keep up. Believe me, with a girl, it's hard to find things that both fit and are fashionable. (Boys are much easier!)
My mother-in-law decided to help. Unfortunately, she lives quite a distance away, so she couldn't bring my daughter to find the clothes. The only option was to choose some she thought would work, and then mail them.
Today the box arrived at the doorstep. My daughter opened it. Immediately she stuck her nose up at everything that was inside. "Mom, these are old people clothes."
"What?" I said. I pulled out several sweaters and tops. "These are really nice!"
"They're things old people would wear to orchestra concerts."
I looked at that girl. "Hey, I think they're quite fashionable. I'd wear them."
"Yeah, Mom. That's because you're old!"