Yesterday, Lauren surprised me with the following interchange:
"Mom, look! Georgia is like a cheerleader!"
"How's that, Lauren?" I replied, not knowing whether to be happy or worried that my 2 month old looks like a cheerleader.
"She doesn't have a shirt on!" giggled Lauren.
I queried, "Cheerleaders don't wear shirts?"
"I saw some that were almost naked at the Jaguars game." And with that explanation, which was sufficient in Lauren's mind, she walked away.
So I guess I should be worried that Georgia Anne looked like a cheerleader! And I pray modesty is always that cut and dry to Lauren- either you're respectfully clothed or not... and what the Jags cheerleaders wear, in my 6 year old's mind, is "not". And I'm ok with that.
Goooo (buy clothing for your cheerleaders) JAGS!
