Oh my. My 14-year-old is taller than me now, I am pretty sure. He says he is 5'8” but I think it's more now, and my 11-year-old daughter wore me down to get her some summer clothes (I wanted to wait until she was permanently at my house for the summer), so we spent the afternoon at Target where I had to take her out of the girls department and into the women's/juniors section.
She cried in the dressing room because she couldn't button the jeans and I had to go get a bigger size. She cried because she towers over her friends. She cried because she wants to go back to the girls department. You can't go back though. That's the thing.
She is tired of being tall, and she's just getting started. I told her someday she would look awesome and all her teeny tiny friends will be fat and spend all their time talking about how tiny they used to be. It's cold comfort for an 11-year-old but it seemed to help a little.
I asked her if she wanted more camis or if she wanted a bra, because she needs a bra, and she said, “No more camis!” But neither of us wanted to tackle the bra issue today. Even I am a little overwhelmed at this, honestly. I don't want to humiliate her but I'm not sure what size she needs and well, I may need to take her to the nice old lady at JCPennys who is a bra-fitting expert so it's not me but it's a nice old lady.
I did give her the bra lecture. (Always wear a bra. Always. If you are sleeping wear a supportive cami or a sports bra. Trust me. Always.) Don't argue with me, I know what I am talking about. She'll thank me some day. She seemed to listen, so maybe she won't be humiliated by the whole thing after all. I'll deal with that another day.
She did tell me that only some of my clothes was she willing to wear (okay, thanks?) but she was planning on stealing ALL my shoes. The worst part is, last time I checked she was only half a shoe size smaller than me. I don't think so, young lady.
Then she told me she had no money to help me buy any of this, and then sneaked in line behind me and bought herself candy. I guess she's not completely grown up. Thank heavens.
I can't believe people ask me if I am going to have more babies. I have my hands full with the ones I've got.