Sunday, April 26, 2009
Friday, April 24, 2009
And so it begins...
Me: Time to get dressed.
Her: Okay.
Following her down the hall and into her room. Looking through her closet.
Her: Mom? Can you please go back in the other room? I want to pick out my own clothes and do it all by myself today.
Me: Oh. Sure. Okay.
Standing in the hall, listening to closet doors sliding, drawers opening and closing. Crossing fingers.
Her: All done! Mom! I did it!
Me: Wow babe! What a great job you did! I'll just give you a ponytail, and you'll be all set.
Her: Um, actually, no thanks. Let me think about my hair for a minute. I'll just look at my hair stuff and tell you how to do my hair.
Me: Oh. Yeah. I guess...
Standing in the hall, listening to another drawer opening and closing.
Her: Okay. I got my headband. I'm totally cute and ready to go!
My text to Rob - "Uh oh."
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)