Ah yes, the differences between girls and boys. So I go into Kohls yesterday to buy some new shirts for Jacob (who inexplicably grows out of his clothes constantly. Boys will bankrupt you on clothes, not because they are fashion hounds, but because they grow too darn fast! But I digress...). Not three steps in, my little Julia shrieks with delight and runs across the store to gaze lovingly into the jewelry counter. Caressing the glass as she walks the length of the display, she proclaims "I hope I can wear each one of those!" She looks up at me, eyes glittering happily, and I realize that I am in biiiiiiig trouble.
This is the girl who is inherently obsessed with all things shoe. When she was only 18 months old she once followed a strange woman all over Chuck E Cheeses because she just had to have a closer look at her awesome leopard-skin heels. This she did not learn from me. I'm one of those people who owns four pairs of shoes: one for each season. And who only buys them from Payless. Or occasionally Target if they're really on sale and mine are like completely falling apart. Suffice it to say, Julia already owns many more pairs of shoes than I have ever owned in my entire life.
And now jewelry too? Sure, I may have been able to say no to her this time, but you know what those sparkly eyes are going to do to her father. Clearly I will have to invest in a larger jewelry box for her. And perhaps start selling my organs on the black market...
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Grandpa will be looking for deals on jewelry now....oh dear!!
I was the first grandchild/niece in my family, followed by a 17-year streak of boys, boys, boys. So naturally, the prissy instincts I had as a small child were doted upon and encouraged, and when someone was puzzled about what to give me for Christmas, the choice ended up being... jewelry. The end result is that by the time I was 12, I owned what could rightly be considered an unnatural quantity of gold for a child. And now I don't even wear gold. (Though, with gold at $900 an ounce, maybe I should be trying to sell that stuff now!)
And you know about how prissy I am these days, but I must confess that sparkly things do still catch my eye, no matter how much I rail against the diamond industry.
I'm totally with you on the shoes, though. I buy shoes when my existing ones are falling apart. I just have no patience for matching shoes to outfits, so all my shoes are black- office shoes AND sneakers.
You know, I actually was fairly obsessed with jewelry and pretty dresses as a little girl too, now that I think about it. It all kind of dropped away when I hit the teenage years, though. I wonder what she'll end up being like? It's so interesting, this whole raising kiddos thing. Like a live-in social experiment.
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