Closet Raid

Today is picture day at school.  This morning, my eleven-year-old daughter went through her closet, looking for something to wear. "Mom, I don't have anything good for picture day."

I walked in her room and checked out the situation.  "You have plenty of clothes."  I pulled a few tops out. 

"I can't wear those!" she exclaimed.

"Why not?"

"They're not fashionable," she said, and then added, "We have to go shopping."

"Girlfriend," I said.  "It's seven o'clock in the morning.  You're not going shopping.  Just find something!"

Ten minutes later she came downstairs.  I looked at the girl.  The top she had on looked kind of familiar.  "Isn't that mine?" I asked.

"Yeah.  It was the most decent thing I could find."

(So, I guess I'm not so unfashionable after all! )