*Side note* My grandma used to call my Cabooodle a "Skeedoodle," as she always forgot what it was actually called. Hilarity.
I tried to explain that I was giving her a "rock star night time look" and that on NO occasion would she ever wear this amount of make-up in her second grade classroom. Clearly. Or any make-up at all. Because she's SEVEN.
I love her look! |
And then my eyes beheld the most wonderful thing. The Baby-sitters Club books! Oh, sweet nostalgia.
Sigh. They were a little above her reading level, I feared. Ohhh, but then my eyes landed on several books from the Baby-sitters Little Sister series. Score! Happy dance!
"So, Carley, I hear you have to read for school every night."
"Yeah, and I hate reading."
"You do? Don't you get to pick whatever book you want, though? Doesn't that make it better, getting to read a book about something you like?"
"No, because if I hate reading, how am I going to like it?"
My heart sank -- for two reasons. She was going to hate her birthday gift from me. Sad! And, she hated reading. Sadder.
However, by the end of the party, she was curled up on the couch. Score one for Aunt Amber.
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Can I leave you without a bit of Stella action? No way. So, here is my little boo-boo! So stinkin' sweet.
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