I howled in laughter this morning.... at the expense of The Pip. This poor child looked like she was pulled from a heap.. and barely hanging on with dollar store glue.
She started off all cute... and nice, and not crinkled, and it seemed that she was shaping up to look the part of her favourite statement... "Fashion comes first". Except that didn't happen today. "Fuss..!!!" I yell... "Whatever you do... don't go near a mirror!"... She was a mess, and she hadn't even made it through the front door. Her hair... was ... awful... and it was hanging in her face, and her poof was poofless. If I didn't have the boy, who is ever so worried about getting to school on time, and the girl from across the street that wants to please everyone at every moment.. I would have halted production to put the Pip back on track. but, off we went... and when I watched her walk away... even her pink cheerleader skirt with the pleats was not pleating correctly.... Poor Pip!! You have to love her!
I wont even go into details about the left over dandelion stains AND the felt pen stains on her hands... or the embedded dirt on her knees.... which was attempted to be cleaned up this morning.. with no success.
OH well... tomorrow is a whole new day.
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