Bagel eaten. Boss emailed. Also, dishes done, mess on the kitchen table chipped away at, and Matilda's tights handwashed and hung to dry. Time to settle in for a rigorous mid-morning Wire viewing. I only hope this hectic pace doesn't completely wear me out.
{{{vw}}} for test-missage.
And {{-t}} right back atcha.
Annabel is my kind of girl. I always rejected bows and ruffles.
LOVE that dress! Almost bought it for Em a couple of weeks ago.
Isn't it cute and retro? I looked on the website but can't find a picture to show the rest of the class, unfortunately.
I am finding this quite charming.
Oh, believe me, it's tough to keep a straight face during Annabel's Litany of No. The "I say, 'No'" bit is accompanied by a warding hand gesture, "stop, in the name of love" style.
I have a video of Em sobbing and screaming the other night after putting her in her footie jammers. Her declarations of "BUT I *NOT* a Princess!" were so damned funny. All because she wasn't wearing a nightgown.
"Princesses wear pajamas."
"No they *DON'T*! I *NOT* a Princess."
Lillian, given the choice, would like to spend her time in a short sleeved shirt, socks, and shoes, with nothing in between but underwear or a diaper.
Wouldn't we all. Though I'll stick with the underwear, thanks.
Annabel has never shown any interest in being a princess. She did, however, tell me the other day she was going to be a dinosaur when she grew up.
She did, however, tell me the other day she was going to be a dinosaur when she grew up.
That is kind of priceless.
I can't wait till I see those Wire eps.
I'm sorry it's over, although I bet DS' Iraq show will be good, too.
I had to convince Sara to wear the pirate girl costume for Halloween by telling her she would be a pirate princess.
She's not anti-pants, although she does love dresses, too, she's just ... very decisive about her fashion choices. And sometimes very original in her color combinations.
Today so far I have listened to music and squeed over pictures of pretty boys. I'm kind of good with that, actually.
Oh, wow. Blast from the past. I love it when I find pictures in books, or whatnot. It's like a surprise.
I've been Miss Val for a long time: [link]