You have got to love kids for their honesty. Unfiltered and real honesty.
Today we stopped by my favorite store Goodwill for a few minutes. I browsed the aisles and found two dresses I liked both from Target with tags still on them. Score. I decided to go into the dressing room to try them on quick. I had Hope and Eden with me so I pushed the cart into the small mirrored room.
Hope was watching me as I tried on the first dress.
I studied my appearance in the mirror. Hope studied me.
She piped up from the bench.
"Mom, that dress makes your breasts look chunky. If you wore that dress to church people would say that girl has chunky breasts."
I took another look at my reflection and cracked up. The way the dress was pleated was not the most flattering. Definitely don't want the "chunky breast" look. Not a keeper.
And that's why everyone needs to take a five year old along in the dressing room.
They tell you it like it is.