tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089637337412050596.post7648036734262160126..comments2024-03-08T15:03:32.616-05:00Comments on I hablo espanglish: Shopping with my momJenniferMhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09603450967368808356noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089637337412050596.post-35162610573730430812012-03-12T02:24:26.090-04:002012-03-12T02:24:26.090-04:00What a great slice of the mom/daughter llfe, Jenni...What a great slice of the mom/daughter llfe, Jennifer. I laughed when I read that your mother told you about the mother/daughter shopping curse. It happened in our family too, te he. I remember my daughter kind of walking about 5 paces behind me when we shopped, wanting no one to know we even belonged together! Until time for the credit card of course. And it is now lots of fun just as you described. I hope you had a lovely afternoon at the town mall-they are fun, aren't they?Linda Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14983144542632353870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1089637337412050596.post-5954249819345405762012-03-11T16:33:40.247-04:002012-03-11T16:33:40.247-04:00I love the way your view of shopping changed once ...I love the way your view of shopping changed once you had to spend the money. I have always liked shopping, in fact I often volunteered to go to the grocery store with my mom. Maybe I was just trying to get out of the house and away from my brothers. I hope you got some new things and had a lovely time with your mom. That's the way to spend a Sunday afternoon.elsiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01348895330633879894noreply@blogger.com