My mom is an excellent shopper. Whenever anyone compliments an outfit I have on, my response is almost always, "Thanks, my mom (or my Mimi) got it for me." Ever since I moved out of the house at age seventeen, I can count on cute outfits in the mail for birthdays, Christmas, and even Easter! She started stocking me up on maternity clothes as soon as I found out I was pregnant. She even gives me things from her own closet if she thinks I'll like them. Well, this week I got a package from her, and it had 6 pairs of her old pants. Guess what size they were? I'm not telling you, but I will say they were three sizes bigger than I used to wear. And they were all too big for her. That's right. My mother cleaned out her closet and gave me stuff that she can't fit into because it's too BIG. Oh geez. I could just hear my old jeans calling to me from the closet as I thought about wearing them again. "Oh please, Honey", they said. "Not even close". Thanks, Mom, for keeping me in style--through thick and thin :)
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