Q & A #40
Meredith was getting cranky, after a long afternoon of looking through dress shops. "I want to go home, Mommy. Can't we go now?"
Her Aunt Dawn picked her up. "I know, Merry. But your Mom needs to find the right dress, and she doesn't have a heck of a lot of time. And they'll probably need to alter it, which takes even longer."
"Because Mommy is as big as a house," Buffy despaired.
"Oh, right, Buffy," Willow exclaimed. "You're barely showing." She pulled a dress from the rack. "What about this one?"
Meredith wiggled until Dawn put her down, and ran over to the dress. "That one will make you look like a mama's girl."
Willow held up the dress. "Huh?"
"She means it's too frilly. And I agree." Buffy looked around the shop. "I've seen everything here. Lets move on."
Dawn tried to be helpful. "There's a bridal salon at the end of the mall. We haven't looked there."
"I don't think so." Buffy took her daughter's hand. "One kid, and another on the way. Fairytale white isn't going to cut it."
"They have other stuff," Dawn insisted. "We could look."
Meredith looked up at her mother. "We could go home."
Buffy bent down to her daughter's level. "I know this is boring for you, sweetie. But I want you to be part of it all. And we still have to find a dress for you. Tell you what. I'll take you into the toy store and get you that Harry Potter thing you wanted. Then we'll look some more. Okay?"
Meredith sighed. "Okay."
They walked along, looking in shop windows. Meredith screeched as they passed the antique store. "That's it, Mommy. Look, oh look." She pointed to the picture window, at a dress on display.
"Wow." Willow smiled. "I think she's right."
"And I bet it doesn't need altering, with that cut," Dawn added.
"You guys really think so?" Buffy asked. The other girls all nodded. "Good. Because I think so too." She pushed open the shop door. "I just hope it fits."
Meredith was getting cranky, after a long afternoon of looking through dress shops. "I want to go home, Mommy. Can't we go now?"
Her Aunt Dawn picked her up. "I know, Merry. But your Mom needs to find the right dress, and she doesn't have a heck of a lot of time. And they'll probably need to alter it, which takes even longer."
"Because Mommy is as big as a house," Buffy despaired.
"Oh, right, Buffy," Willow exclaimed. "You're barely showing." She pulled a dress from the rack. "What about this one?"
Meredith wiggled until Dawn put her down, and ran over to the dress. "That one will make you look like a mama's girl."
Willow held up the dress. "Huh?"
"She means it's too frilly. And I agree." Buffy looked around the shop. "I've seen everything here. Lets move on."
Dawn tried to be helpful. "There's a bridal salon at the end of the mall. We haven't looked there."
"I don't think so." Buffy took her daughter's hand. "One kid, and another on the way. Fairytale white isn't going to cut it."
"They have other stuff," Dawn insisted. "We could look."
Meredith looked up at her mother. "We could go home."
Buffy bent down to her daughter's level. "I know this is boring for you, sweetie. But I want you to be part of it all. And we still have to find a dress for you. Tell you what. I'll take you into the toy store and get you that Harry Potter thing you wanted. Then we'll look some more. Okay?"
Meredith sighed. "Okay."
They walked along, looking in shop windows. Meredith screeched as they passed the antique store. "That's it, Mommy. Look, oh look." She pointed to the picture window, at a dress on display.
"Wow." Willow smiled. "I think she's right."
"And I bet it doesn't need altering, with that cut," Dawn added.
"You guys really think so?" Buffy asked. The other girls all nodded. "Good. Because I think so too." She pushed open the shop door. "I just hope it fits."