Over at 4 Real and on Magnum Opus there are frequent and fabulous discussions on modest and feminine dress. These discussions always seem to result in a re-evaluation and re-commitment for myself about skirts and dresses. I have been wearing skirts and dresses most of the time for three years. It is second nature to me now.
From a purely practical standpoint, skirts just fit me better. I'm tall and my hips are a little uneven, so nice fitting pants are hard to find. I am more comfortable in skirts. My husband likes me in them. I have noticed that my children seem more respectful of me since I have been wearing them. People seem a little more courteous in public as well.
For me, this is a conviction. I really felt that God was asking this of me. It's that simple and I could do no less than obey.
Wearing dresses or skirts has not always been easy. I didn't have much money to change over my whole wardrobe so I made do with what I could find in thrift stores. (Actually there is good stuff to had second hand if you look for it.) Slowly, I have been able to find feminine, modest items that make it all work for me.
Full, long skirts work best as I am often down on the floor with little ones or cleaning. Something sturdy, like denim, works well for outside work or hiking. We camped this past sumer and I managed with skirts the whole time. It wasn't really any more difficult than wearing them at home.
It's more complicated in winter. You need tights, leggings and long underwear to keep warm. You need decent boots that look appropriate for everyday wear and look right with skirts. (I'm still working on those boots.)
The other part that can be difficult is that you really do stand out sometimes. I do not like to draw attention to myself. I try to make sure I look appropriate to the occasion. But so many people seem to have the mentality that skirts and dresses are only for special occasions, that I'm sure my attire gets noticed occasionally. Or maybe it's those seven kids trailing behind me.
I know that skirts and dresses are not the only way to be feminine and modest, but it has been a blessing in my life.
My baby girl turned 10! Hers is the last in the birthday season for this year and I still owe her a girl party but today we celebrated with a family party.
This past year she has begun to bake and cook. She writes prolifically, draws, plays piano and can do just about anything with a baby on her hip. Thanks be to God for our Monica.
Maria loves apples and considers it a great coup when she can get a hold of a whole one. Usually she runs off with it to hide, since she knows it will be confiscated and cut up. Apparently an apple loses it's allure once sliced.
Today I put her in the high chair to see what she would do with a whole fruit. She intended to eat the entire thing, seeds, stem and core, and was quite offended when we took the remains away from her.
Kevin dreamed that I had a loading dock built on the front of our house, leaving no room for football in our frontyard. Now I do most of our Christmas shopping on line and we have had a few deliveries lately, but please...
The children and I are studying the Old Testament together. It is one of our favorite subjects and we are fascinated. One of our favorite resources is the Footprints of God DVD series. We watched the Moses episode last night.
Even the three year old sat enthralled.
Steve Ray, the host, does a beautiful job of showing how the sacraments of the Church are all prefigured in the story of Exodus. He discusses the geography and topography of the area in relation to the events. He even throws a little humor in.
There is a pdf study guide available for each episode from the Footprints website.
What a blessing to be able to learn from resources such as this.
Our nephew, C., was baptized today, at noon Mass, by one of the dearest priests, Fr. Orsi. Nothing is sweeter than a newly baptized baby, smelling of holy chrism. We are so happy for my brother and his family!
My seven year old couldn't get dressed because he didn't have any clean pants. We can't fold laundry because the only place to do it is the table and it's dirty. We can't clean it because we can't make fresh soapy water to clean with because the sinks are full of dirty dishes. We can't load the dishwasher because it's full and the counters are dirty with food and we need the counters clean to set the dishes on as we unload the dishwasher. We can't clean the counters because we can't make soapy water for cleaning...
Forget it, there must be somewhere we need to go - away from this house. Oh. We can't leave because the seven year old can't get dressed. People might think it amiss if we go out with him dressed in his bathing suit.
Ah. Someone found a bucket. So we'll begin at the beginning. Lets clean the table.