No Clue How I Got This Lucky
There's A Thing that happens every year around this time. It's That Thing I don't talk about because the last time I did, the curse was continued in a very big way. And then a bigger way. And then an even bigger way.
So I'm not saying anything about That Thing, but I am saying the curse is alive and well.
$1000 for a new clutch for the husband's car. If that doesn't prove I'm not crazy, I don't know what does. Happy Wednesday to me!
Anyway.
Alexis never has and likely never will fully appreciate my hesitancy to acknowledge That Thing. She wants to throw confetti and lead a parade and generally tries very hard to make a very big deal out of every second of the day.
I humor her. It's the right thing to do.
But sometimes I don't have to humor her because sometimes she blows me away with just how fantastic of a kid she is. And she is.
I don't care if you've already seen this photo (I put it on Twitter and Facebook already), it's worth another look. Also, I need it here so that in eight years or so, I can show it to her when she tells me that I'm a stupid doodoo head.
Never change, kid. Never change.
Wednesday, January 23, 2013
Reader Comments (6)
I attribute it to awesome parenting. Enjoy it while you can (because those teen years will creep up more quickly than you want)!
The apple does not fall far from the tree, congrats to you and the hubby for doing a great job!
Ps I never get sick of this stuff, so show me in eight years, again, and I'll like it again!
That made me tear up and she's not even my kid. Stuff like that makes the rest of it slightly less painful, right? Good job, mama.
That card is just the sweetest thing! Happy day to you, there ... I didn't say The thing
When did our kids get old enough to write us sweet, perfect notes? When?
i remember the thrill of writing notes to my mom when i was about her age. oh how i hope and pray she never forgets that feeling!