Doing the hokey-pokey?
Jamison is my current favorite child. Today I was in a rush with soaked hair so I rapidly whipped it into the style I wore in high school and exited the house.
Megan: Mom, I love your hair. It looks soooo pretty.
Now, no offense to my seven-year-old, but her fashion sense in clothes and hair is not typically the same as mine. Scary!
Jamison: Yeah, it makes her look young.
Hmmm, I have a feeling this young is more juvenile, than flatteringly youthful. Picture some old lummox frisking through the pasture. Great!
Megan(indignantly): She's NOT young! She forty.
Me: Thanks, Meg, for the reminder. That early onset senility made me forget for a few minutes.
Jamison: Well, it looks pretty anyway.
Today was our last day of soccer for the year. Woohoo! While I'm glad the kids have such a terrific organization and have an opportunity to play, I've had enough running around the for theyear.
Megan almost had a heart attack when she spotted a snake at the top of one load. Then, Davis saw it and bailed out of the wagon. I don't do snakes either, so Carl and Domingo got to empty that load on their own. Carl got a good laugh out of it to make up for the extra work. I bet he's still chuckling. Hopefully, we've had our scare for the year, and will now be snake free from here on out. Ugh!
What a beautiful clematis! And, now I know what you looked like in high school.
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