Teaching the "Simple Things"

fureverywhere

fureverywhere

beloved friend who will always be with us in spiri
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For any of you who might have an exceptional grand child or great grand child. Don't be like my Dad. He feels with the right tutoring my girl could be ahem..."Normal". It's my fault I don't expect more of her of course. Today's lesson, I sat in the dressing room...she had picked clothes based on what she liked. We had to learn about sizes.

You are 15 and a foot taller than me. I wear size 8 or medium generally. But you can't pick clothes by numbers. Do not ever buy anything unless you try it on. Now see on the tag...This part can be really confusing...This shirt is $8 and this one is $10. You have $20 to spend. But now do the price check on the tag. The sale price means they both cost $5 each. That's good!

But you really just have to totally break it down, sometimes you can't believe it. Loving a special person means teaching them just about every detail you can think of about independence. Then again it's sweet sometimes. Girls typically get much more emotional and private at around 14. I know my older girls did. My Emmy is still my Emmy...
 

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I think at that age we are learning not to trust. At 14 it was suggested that I go to counselors are school. I thought, "And then they'd tell my parents what I was thinking. Not gonna happen."

As for clothes I buy most of mine online. There are no stores around here that sell what I like, and besides, I hate to try things on. Who wants to drive 60 miles to a store where I can buy something I might like. So, sometimes I end up with things that look awful. Most clothing styles I see on tv now look like they came out of a rag bag. Ugly colors. Boring. I like red. It makes me feel alive. So I buy red things.
 
Red is my power color, especially for sneakers...it gives you energy:eek:nthego:
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Red was my flaunting it color when I was younger and strutted my stuff. It always cheered me up. I love your sneakers. What brand are they?
 
Asics from a few years back. Men's shoes often have red detailing, women's not so much. Men's size is one size smaller. I wear 8 1/2 and men's is 7 or 7 1/2.
 
Red is my favorite color.

This is one my favorite quotes, heard from a college-professor friend:
"Women who wear red are the kind of women that women who wear purple only think they are." :D

I buy most of my clothes online now simply because it's too hard to get a ride to Walmart. I usually buy a size larger just to make sure the item fits since they're all cut differently, no standard sizing in women's clothing. Or I'll livechat the dealer and ask for an actual measurement of the item.
 
Guitarist, I love the quote about women who wear red. :)
Fur, I wear a size 6 1/2 women's, and a boy's size 5. Hmmm. Red is so wonderful.
 
Fur, I have red suede mocassin shoes! Love them, fifteen bucks second hand at the Hospital Auxilliary thrift store, where the wealthy donate. Same place I picked up my black leather Sketchers.
 
My daughter at the age of 14 thought she knew everything. I think teaching her anything after the age of 10 was impossible. Extremely independent. I must say, she turned into a very responsible, loving, person and has given me 2 beautiful Grandsons. Funny though, now she is trying to teach me the "simple things" She tells me I need to do this or that. What she doesn't know is that I've been doing these simple things for years. Sometimes I tell her, sometimes not. We have an excellent relationship and that's all that matters. When I go to her home to visit for awhile I just wish she would put the darn aluminum foil on the lower shelf instead of the highest one in the kitchen. Simple things. Why would you do that? Something you use everyday. She will learn, I'm sure.
 
When my husband's adult kids were giving us fits, a wise older woman told us her kids started straightening out when they reached their mid forties. One of them is doing that, although, like your daughter, she thinks she invented the things we have been suggesting all along. When we talk to her, we kind of ignore her know it all behavior and allow her to chatter on incessantly. I think she's incurable. But this is better than the temper tantrums she had until she was 45.
 
And Ruth like you say, some stuff they just pick up...the two oldest are estranged but every book they pick up, every cat they cuddle, every bottle of Palmer's Cocoa Butter they buy...that was Mami.
 
I wonder sometimes if retroactive birth control would ever catch on. ;)

Good one there, thanks for the chuckle! The ones that give you a hard time long enough and you could just go POOF n' they magically return to the cabbage patch.

My oldest son is 31 this year, he gave me Mr. Baby so he done all he needs to make me happy:love_heart:

The middle two I have to do the math...one is 27 and the other 24...they're both young. I was at odds with my Mom too. She passed suddenly when I was twenty six. Only after that did I start to really understand and appreciate who she was. My girls might get it someday and hey if they don't it's their loss.
 
But I still have visions of them wandering into my memorial service seeking things of value. I've already passed the heirloom jewelry to those more deserving. Oh and their brothers have my permission to beat them senseless and gently escort them out...not that I'm bitter.
 
And yet people keep having babies,hoping their kids will be wonderful. I have the vision of my husband's kids, 44 and 45, being awful to me once he is gone. So when if he goes first, I will see the attorney immediately. He's told me if they treat me badly I am to cut them out of the will. In that case, their share of the estate, if there is anything left, will go to fund scholarships.
 

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