Roo-girl's friend A (of the shopping expedition fame) celebrated her bat mitzvah over the past weekend. We spent a LOT of time with A's family -- services and parties and brunch.
Blah blah woof woof.
Had a blast of course.
But also had a moment of "Oh dear LORD!"
The adults were seated at the tables, getting their main course. The kids had already eaten.
The girls were on the dance floor. So were the boys.
There was lots of spinning around and dancing and sliding across the floor. Not a lot of actual touching between the genders, which was oh-so-fine with me.
All normal dance-floor behavior for 13-year-olds.
In the midst of all the spinning, one of the girls grabbed another girl around the waist and spun her 'round and 'round and 'round.
Please note, said spun girl was wearing a very short dress -- as today's 13-year-old girls do.
Suddenly, said short dress rose up, up, up, above her waist.
Revealing to a roomful of adults and a few eagle-eyed teens ... her bare buns.
Apparently, she noticed a bit of a draft because she tugged at her hemline rather quickly and made her friend set her down.
But not before the full moon set over the dance floor.
There was a lot of horrified staring but not a lot of comment at that moment. I think people were, frankly, stunned into silence.
The moment passed, and we went back to our chicken dinner.
Later, I couldn't resist asking the Roo-girl about this incident.
Evil Mother: So ... um ... let me ask you a question. Do you think she was wearing NOTHING or butt floss?
The Roo-girl: Was it a kid?
Evil Mother: *actually amazed that she hadn't seen or heard anything about this prior to this moment* It was a kid.
TRG: Then it was definitely butt floss. Kids my age don't go commando.
Learn something new every day ...