Spring has finally arrived. The birds are singing, the frogs ugh the frogs that noise, and the kiddos have discovered the creek that flows beside my parents house. I love spring time. Spring also means out with the old and in with the new….clothes that is. Does anyone else dread trying on new shorts and bathing suits as much as I do?
My oldest daughter, mother, and I are taking a cruise next month. My mother has never been on a cruise so, my daughter and I thought it would be fun to take her on one for her birthday now that’s she retired and can actually take a few days for herself to relax. All three of us are looking forward to it. My daughter was just excepted into grad school so it will be nice for her to get away before she’s bogged down with work and college and for me well, I jumped at the chance to spend five days with only adults. I love my little loves but every mom needs some “me time” every now and then.
Our passports are in order, our luggage bags are prepacked with the essential goodies, all we need now are a few new pairs of shoes, some new shorts and of course the bathing suit. With only a month to go, I can’t wait any longer to go pick one out. It is time.
We made a quick trip back to our hometown this weekend to get on our parents and to take part in a birthday celebration. While there I found a few hours to go shopping. The fitting room can be such an interesting place, especially during the the changing of the seasons. Today was no exception.
I hate trying on clothes, but I hate buying clothes only to get them home and them not fit more. So like half of the shoppers in the store today, I gathered up my wish list items and made my way back to the tiny off white cubical’s that make up the fitting room. What is it about those little rooms that make people act so crazy? In one stall, was a little boy maybe around the age of nine, he felt he was to old to be in the fitting room with his mom and definitely to old to have her pick out his clothes while his mother seemed to think he was still two by the was she talked to him. Sweetie, are you doing okay in there? Do you need mommy to come help you? Sweetie, make sure the shorts aren’t to tight in your crouch area. In another stall an exhausted mom was trying on dresses with her two very active toddlers. The little girl was full of complements as her mommy tried on dress after dress, Mommy you look beautifulest in the flower one. I love that one too mommy. Let’s get them all. While the little boy was not as impressed and entertained himself by crawling under the wall to the stalls next to him until little sis ratted him out and then he started crying, correction screaming. Screaming that he was bored, screaming that he was starving. Screaming that he should have stayed with daddy instead of coming with the girls. I heard the mom let out a sigh. I’ve been in her shoes more times than I care to count. Shopping for yourself with the kids in tow is hard. (Side note thank you mom and dad for watching my kiddos so I could get out of the house by myself for a few minutes today) Still in another stall was a young lady, I’m guessing 15 or 16, with her cell phone in one hand and ten pairs or short shorts in the other she made her way to the fitting room. She looked aggravated, and by the speed she was texting I’m sure she was telling someone about it, but that’s when I noticed her dad. He clearly had no idea what he was doing but he was trying. As the swarm of mother’s came in and out of the waiting area handing in new clothes and taking back clothes that didn’t fit here was this dad holding short shorts for his daughter. She would bring a few pairs out and tell him to go get her some more and he would. Clearly he did not feel comfortable doing what he was doing, but he was doing it for her. He loved her enough to take on the chaos of the fitting room. I had to smile. I don’t know their story, maybe he told her the shorts were to short or maybe her mom got called out to work, or who know’s what was going on, but I do know that in that moment that dad was willing to take on one of the most hated places on the planet for most women for his daughter. And that was my reminder that there is still good in this world for the day.
I finished trying on my items and liked the way a few of them fit. As I left the fitting room the one mom was still handing her son clothes over the top of the stall just as fast as he was shoving them under the door. He was done trying stuff on, she just hadn’t figured that out yet. The mom with the two toddlers was trying to load the little boy in the buggy while the little girl now cried because she was not getting a new dress like her mommy. As I passed the brave dad, he smiled, Nice day out there isn’t it? , he said as his daughter handed him a few shirts. It sure is, I said as I smiled back.
I made it back to my parents house and my little loves were ready to go outside. If the fitting room taught me anything its that we all of things going on. We need to take time and enjoy what’s in front of us. Our fussy little ones will be annoyed teens before we know it. Take a few minutes to enjoy the present, be in the now. I may be taking a cruise next month but until then the creek life is fine with me.