It was a chilly 78 degrees yesterday so we finally got to break out the fall clothes. The whole family got to wear their new jeans. Actually, by whole family I mean the kids. My jeans have holes I am hoping are too visible if I keep moving at all times. Anyway..
Scarlet was very excited to be wearing her new jeans but she had trouble keeping them around her waist. For a chick with some booty, she sure struggles to keep her pants up. So she took them off all day long.
Finally the missionaries were coming for dinner, and this conversation ensued:
Me: Scarlet, this is my last warning, you need to go put on your jeans now before the missionaries come over.
Scarlet: No mom, no jeans.
Me: Yes, I mean it. Go grab them from the stairs and I will help you put them on.
Scarlet: But mom... (pauses to get her words in order)...... my jeans are heavy on my yegs!
I think we might have turned her into a Vegas lifer. She happily came downstairs with a pair of denim shorts she found in her drawer.