Woo-freaking-Hoo, she had thought when the school announced the change last spring at the end of her 6th grade year. Now she was forced to try on these clothes for sizing alone, simply to highlight the body that, as mom had mercilessly continued to point out, was irrevocably changing. She didn’t even want to think about the pre-teen undergarment hanging in the corner.
Ugh! Mom did you really have to insist – OUT LOUD – that I’m trying on bras too?!?! As if this day wasn’t bad enough!
Sally wasn’t sure how much Jordan’s growth spurt that summer had changed her sizing (of course from across the room, anyone could see how it obviously was time for a bra). So she had left her daughter alone in the dressing room to figure it out. The two younger ones were driving her bananas anyways; running in and out of clothing racks, screaming, yelling, or disappearing.