SHOPPING!!!!!

I finish slipping on an orange shirt that I think that looks really good.

"Hey mom how does this look on me?" I ask with my smile that shows all of my teeth while doing a pose.

She scans me over and looks at me with this face that I know that she's going to say, "no."

"So... How do I look mom?" I ask again.

"I don't like it. It shows to much cleavage."

"What?" I ask in astonishment. "Mom I'm not showing any cleavage."

"Oh yes you are. That's why I'm not going to get it for you," she looks disgusted.

"But mom. It doesn't come down that far," I am trying to convince her to buy it for me, ( really liked the shirt).

My mom just walks back into her little dressing room with her face so serious when I know when she has had enough of my pleading for things.

"Ugh," I walk back into my dressing room and try on other cloths.

As I'm trying the cloths on I'm thinking; I wonder if my mom's not ready for me to look like that good yet. She probably thinks that I'm growing up too fast to look to sexy. I laugh to my self. But, it's true, I know I should look like my age and every thing but I really liked the shirt and it did not show that much. It was not like anything was going to fall out.

I grab another shirt and put it on.

"Mommy... How about this one?" I pose out side her door waiting.

She comes out and looks at me, "Oh so cute!" she exclaims with the same saying she says every time I put something nice on (and descent).

In the end I didn't get the shirt I wanted, but I got two other shirts that are nice and a pair of shorts that are nice too.

My mom just doesn't want me to grow up that fast.