Yesterday I was standing in the laundry room folding all my childrens clothes that I had washed again because they didn't want to hang them up. Anna came running into the room obviously delighted with a huge smile beaming.
"Mom, Look!" she exclaimed.
I looked up to see her in a pair of jeans and a tye-dyed t-shirt - I'm thinking 'Ok what am I supposed to be looking at - what am I not seeing?'
She went on excitedly, "Look mom, they fit!" she said slapping her leg - I was thinking they were the jeans that just the week before were too small for her.
"They look nice - those are the jeans that were too small, right?"I asked.
With a smile, a giggle and a slap to the leg she said "Nah mom, these are the ones that were TOO BIG! They're a size 10! I'm a size 10 mom!"
"WOW, baby girl they look great," I said matching her enthusiasm.
As quickly as she had bounded into the room she left to find you dad and tell her news.
I had to stop and laugh - giggle, giggle....to be young again and meet going up a size in clothing with that kind of excitement and enthusiasm.
"Yes!!! I'm finally a size 14, finally outgrew those size 12 I was wearing for a year!!!" ---- Strange how things reverse when we age, we instead cringe at the thought of buying a bigger size of clothes being deceived by the lies of the enemy.
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