Shopping Spree, number one

Every year my Christmas gift to each of my four grandchildren is a shopping spree. I present it with a poem (which states the dollar amount) and small gift so they do have something from me to open.  Each event is one on one.  I take one grandchild to lunch (their choice of place) and we spend some time shopping for things I would never have thought to buy them.  Today was my youngest granddaughter's turn.  She is 14 now and has, for several years, been the first to schedule her shopping spree.  We lunched at Red Robin and shopped in the mall; no surprise there.  But gone are the days of "Build A Bear"  and "Justice."  Now we shop at "American Eagle," "Victoria's Secret" (the PINK section) and "Forever 21."  Ripped jeans were on her list.  I do not understand the appeal, but then, I'm old.  She also bought a couple of cute tops so it was a successful event.  On the way home, we drove through the car wash.  She likes car washes.  It's nice to know we can still enjoy some silly things together.  I suspect they realize by now that these shopping sprees are much more a gift to me than to them.  If they don't now, perhaps they will when they are grandparents.