Someone woke up at 6:00 this morning. Clearly on the wrong side of the bed. Here is a small sampling of what she's said to me in the past 2 1/2 hours. It's only 8:30. I'm gearing up for a long day.
-I don't want that! I don't want anything!
-Fine!!
-I HAVE to! I'm a prima ballerina!!
-Leave me alone!
-I am not your friend ANYMORE! (accompanied by slammed door)
-I have to change my skirt, this one is a-barrassing.
-Mom, what are those? Me: My leggings Her: Oh. I don't like them.
-You are mean at me! That is wude!
I've never seen Wade so excited to go to work in my whole life. I hope we have like 6 more girls. That would be SO fun.
5 comments:
oh hell! it is going to be a long day. i can only imagine what prima ballerina sounds like coming out of her litle mouth! ha
you can send her here whenever you would like. i have the next 3 weeks off...
Oh my! Now that the day is over...how did it go? She's too young for PMS.
Oh my, sounds like one of those days when I tell Ivory to go back to bed and not come out until she is ready to do so happily! Honestly, nothing ruins my morning like a grumpy kid at 6:00a.m.! So sorry, I only hope it got better!
Oh my. You were right when you said it had been quite the morning. If it makes you feel any better I'm not sure Zach is any better most days (oh wait, that probably DOESN'T make you feel better!).
Dying laughing right now...of course I won't think it is very funny when it is vivian.
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