When I turned 15, my father forced me to wear the typical Quinceañera dress and scheduled an appointment to take my 15's pictures. I hated him for it at the time. The dress was horrible-white with ruffles, pink trim, and a gigantic hoop underneath. To rebel, I went to the beach the morning I was to take my pictrures, and got a terrible sunburn. Today, I look at those pictures, and I love them. One day, when I have a granddaughter, I will do the same with her.
What did your parents force you to do, but now, you are grateful you did? Have you forced your kids to do the same?
2 comments:
Oh Cookie, please share the picture.
I can't remember my parents forcing me into anything. (See Spoiled Post)
Believe it or not I have enjoyed my trip to Europe (I went for my 15s-I opted for the trip instead of the party)as an adult more than when I actually took it.
Realizing the amazing places I went to as they became more interesting as an adult.
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