8-28-09
I must say this up front: I am a childless woman. I think this makes me in the extreme minority, especially for my age. I'm thirty-one. I know you're shocked. With my witty humor and flawless looks, I'm sure you assumed I was in that young whipper-snapper extremely web-savvy age group. Alas, I am old and I am childless (at least for now...). Now, I am not upset about that fact. It is a decision I have consciously made. But I say this only because I am about to question some parents. I know I am delving into dangerous ground here but here I delve anyway.
What is up with parents that dress their daughters like hoochie mamas? Who looks at their little girl coming down the stairs with her bra straps hanging out underneath her skin tight t-shirt over her pre-pubescent gut and eyeliner on thicker than Ashlee Simpson-Wentz and says "hey, you look pretty today?" What parent in their right mind lets their developing daughter wear shirts cut so low you can see every beginning part of their anatomy? I am so tired of watching the 4th and 5th graders come up the stairs at my school wearing inappropriate clothing. Then I came to my husband's school only to see that inappropriate dress does not improve with age. I think I will become an advocate for school uniforms. At least then they all HAVE to dress a certain way at school. I know this doesn't solve the problem, but it will help my eyes.
I know that I have no right to speak on these matters as I am the childless one but gosh darn it someone has to say it.
I feel better now that I vented.
Have a blessed evening and thanks for reading my 6th blog.
Friday, August 28, 2009
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