Grandma came up and took Allie shopping. She picked out some new school clothes and got a walking dog that she has had her eye on for a long time. When my mom was unloading the new clothes onto the counter, she told me she had gotten her a pink sweatshirt because Allie told her all she has is boy hand me downs. I had to laugh because it's true. I do make her wear Jake's old sweatshirts. What's wrong with that? I always wore boys clothes as a kid. (I guess I was older than her, but still...)
Anyway, last year, as Allie was putting on her jacket, some boy in her class told her it was a boy's jacket and she came home sad.
Seriously? Since when is a red and black jacket only considered a "boy's" jacket. Oh well, she's all hooked up with pink for this year.
They came home for her requested dinner of stroganoff. She ate more than Mike. That girl loves stroganoff.
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