treedelivery a smock looks like this and is worn by French children (boys and girls) over ordinary clothes for school...
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Milk's one has to be Navy blue and have the schoool name on it. We have to go to a special shop to buy it.
I really bigged it up! We had moule et frite together on a terrace in Paris beforehand. We did cheers with the drinks in honour of her school smock and everything that it means.
We gingerly entered the shop - expecting a big trying on session ending in exiting the shop with a bag containing the precious smock.
We were instead greeted by a very serious lady who said "Oh you are here for the smock. (opens book and starts to write without making eye contact) Name? Telephone number? (looks at Milk for less than a second), aged 4, I would say buy two one for wash one for wear... (writes 2 in book) thank you and goodbye."
Me - "So... so... so.... (stunned voice) what happens now? Do I come back and collect it? When? (seems logical) In about a week perhaps?"
Woman - "No come back in Sepember. I have some school coats if you want?" (waves over-priced coats before my eyes.)
Me - "No thanks."
So then we went to the park used by Milk's school-to-be and played for the rest of the afternoon. We bumped into a Mum we know with two children already attending Milk's school-to-be. I told her the story of the smock. She smiled at my innocence and told me stories of the absolute bun-fight to be expected in September getting ordered smocks and books needed too...! + [scared emotion]!!!!