Monday, September 21, 2009
Pokadot Dress
I remember when I was four years old and my Mama was in the hospital with my new baby sister. All the rest of us kids were born at home, but I guess they wouldn't let small children come into the hospital. I wanted to wear my red and white pokadot dress that Mama made. It had a pretty little pocket with lace around it on the chest and it buttoned down the back. My granny put my dress on backwards which put the pocket on my back and it buttoned down the front. I cried so hard I was gasping for air. My granny told me to "dry-up". That meant to stop crying. Well, we walked down town but my granny had to pull me along. I didn't want my Mama to see me with my dress on backwards. She told me later she saw that it was on me backwards, but that didn't matter to her because she could recognise my pretty face in anything,and everything would be alright. I was okay again thanks to my loving Mama.
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