Remember the dresses? The gorgeous, expensive, special-event, gifted dresses that made them look, feel and act like princesses? I ruined them. Both. Who reads labels anymore? I just didn't know. I've never had a dress that nice. The tulle overlay is apparently nylon and allergic to the dryer. The boys didn't understand. They're just dresses. There were tears. Tears over dresses. "Now what will I get married in?" one asked. I cried, too. We'll be dress shopping this week.
Posted by Sarah Jean ::
8:02 AM ::
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