A Cowgirl in Our Midst
A few weeks ago during Carly's preschool pickup time, I read a sign outside of her classroom door that said something like, "Next week, you may send your child to school dressed as a cowboy or cowgirl since we're having Texas week." They have a new teaching theme each week, and this was the particular theme for the upcoming week. I had been wanting to buy Carly a pair of boots for a long time, so this was the perfect excuse. We headed out one evening to a local store and happened upon MANY, MANY pairs of boots--and this was only the children's section. J and I scanned the shelves to find some not-so-ostentatious styles while Carly was happily distracted by the plush stick ponies and the rocking horse. She had already shed her street shoes and donned a pink cowgirl hat; she was all business and ready to sign up as an official Cowgirl. After a brief time of trying on some boots, we made our selection. (I made a mental note at the register to ask Carly to wear her bo...