After getting dressed, I come down the stairs and hear:
"That's a nice outfit."
Was it my husband? Nope. Glued to his phone. It was none other than my 15 year old son.
I have had my clothing approved by a 15 year old. And its genuine; he isn't the type to butter a person up(he's inherited that from me). Its been a long time since I've gotten a compliment out of him. This is something worth celebrating.
"That's a nice outfit."
Was it my husband? Nope. Glued to his phone. It was none other than my 15 year old son.
I have had my clothing approved by a 15 year old. And its genuine; he isn't the type to butter a person up(he's inherited that from me). Its been a long time since I've gotten a compliment out of him. This is something worth celebrating.