So it begins. Last night I bought my daughter a cute sundress from Rue 21
for her 5th grade graduation next week. When we bought it I told her she had to wear a tank under it and she agreed. However, when we got home and she tried it on again, the bargaining began.
I grew up with very strict dress code, and I have loosened up a lot. But I do still have some rules for her. I don't think it would matter anyway, I think we've just reached the age when all "rules" are up for challenge.
Ah me, I have a feeling my boys were a piece of cake . . .
Labels: rules, Sheila Siler, tug of war