I am completely fixated with getting my daughter something nice to wear for the Jewish holidays. It's almost all I think about. Now about the boys, I'm not even sure they have clothes. I mean, they could go to shul naked and I probably wouldn't notice.And the weird thing is, they're kinda all right with that as well. No one has complained to me that their sister has two outfits, new shoes, all kinds of hair clips while they've barely got two pairs of underwear each.
What is it about guys? I think maybe they don't care about stuff like that. Whatever. Sign me, Contented Mother in Los Angeles. If the boat ain't rocking, don't stand up. Just enjoy the ride.
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