As most know my girls go to a Parochial school, Corpus Christi Catholic School. They love it. They love their friends, they love the curriculum (as much as a 9 and 11 year old can), they love the school, the teachers, on and on and on.
The one thing I'm sure they don't love is uniforms. This is a love thing for me though. I don't have to argue what they wear. I don't have to make sure we have clean clothes. I don't have to keep up with the Jones' on the most current fashion and designs. No I just have to make sure they have their clean polo's and khakis. This works for me.
I remember the first day they tried on said uniforms. Bridgette loudly announced "Mom I am ugly." To which I promptly replied "But Baby you will all be ugly together.". This appeared to be an okay answer for the last two years. They wear uniforms without to much complaint. I do hear once in a while; "Mom I wish we had more dress down days." "Mom I wish we could have a pajama day." The normal things I would expect to hear.
Fast forward to the beginning of spring. The warmer weather has broken out the shorts sooner rather then later. I don't have a problem with the shorts. I love summer; I love shorts, I love flip flops. I love the season!!
I soon realized with the changing of the seasons my dear lovely very beautiful daughter with her 9 year old self would develop her very own style to deal with winter/spring/summer. All merged into one. Here comes out of the school my dearest Bridgette wearing a long sleeve uniform short, shorts, knee high Christmas socks and boots. Oh my...
I do still love uniforms, I love the fact Bridgette is confident and I am left speechless in regards to the uniform!!