This is what happens. Of course, I was informed
that she didn't step on her own skirt - the one
chasing her stepped on it. Well, perhaps we
should wear one of our older, already worse-
for-wear skirts when we plan on running around
outside. (But mom, we weren't planning on running
around - it just happened.)
Thankfully, it mended nicely. Mostly the
lace was just torn from the skirt, but even
the parts that were a little shredded came
back together with just a little effort.
All things consisdered though, this was a much
easier mend than the one that got caught in the
bicycle chain. As if the holes aren't bad enough,
you have all that grease to get out too.