I took Bri and Lizzy to Target because Bri needed
mascara. I ended up with an eye shadow
stick. But I don’t know why I bought it
because my tendency towards frumpiness usually extends towards the wearing of
makeup.
I bought Lizzy two pairs of leggings to wear under her pants
for the winter because she gets cold (genetic pre-disposition from her father)
and I usually have her wear snow pants from December until April but then her
teachers start saying things like “Lizzy, you don’t need to wear snow pants
when there isn’t any snow.” So I decided
that long-johns or legging were the way to go.
She also decided she needed ear muffs and a slushy.
… Later that night she came up to me with her tooth in a
sandwich bag. “Mom, the last time I lost
a tooth you didn’t give me money.”
“Go get a dollar from my purse.”
“No, it’s ok. I’ll
just put the tooth under my pillow.”
“If you want a dollar you better go get it.”
Impressive isn’t it that my children have to play tooth
fairy for themselves?
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