“Jeans?” Chance asks as he’s folding laundry. “Jeans,
Maggie? Really?” This question is asked
to the child who has refused to wear jeans her entire life. Jeans are not soft. Jeans are not comfortable.
Jeans don’t fit like jammies. Never mind
the fact that they last 10 times longer than those damn leggings which require
replacing after 5 wearings due something I like to call HKS (holey knee
syndrome). I clearly have a hard time
learning my lesson because I continued to buy jeans convinced at some point there
would be a turn around. (I am the proud
owner of multiple pair of jeans size 2T through size 7 that have NEVER been
worn.) Yet, in the course of one day (yes,
one day) Maggie became a jean wearer. Important
to note here is the fact that not only is Maggie wearing jeans but she is wearing
skinny jeans. When she does something
she goes all in. Maggie could not figure
out why there was such incredulity in Chance’s voice. “You hate jeans, Maggie.” “What are you talking about? No I don’t. I’ve
never hated jeans” replied the girl with the short term memory indignantly.
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