I should wear dresses more often. My daughters don’t know what to do when I put on a dress. I’m not a tomboy by any stretch of the imagination, but I suppose I could show them their mama has a little more sugar and spice running through her veins.
Today I decided to ditch the shorts and threw on a summer dress. Lucy SQUEALED with great excitement, “OOOOOOOh Mama!!!” She ran to me and started lifting my skirt with such awe and delight. A blanket? Noooo… A scarf? Noooo…
As she danced about flipping and cooing with each wave of the dress, I flashed back to my former life as Maypole – adorned with “coloured ribbons… festooned with flowers, draped in greenery and strapped with large circular wreaths…”
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