I forgot to mention in this in Jim's birthday posting. Prior to the arrival of our guests, Lolo inspected my outfit (shorts and t shirt) and asked, "Mom, are you going to wear that to Daddy's party?" I replied "uh, yeah, I was planning on it." Lolo said "No, you need to change." We went upstairs so she could help me pick out something more appropriate from my closet. Ouch.
Recently, I also got my hair cut rather short...it was a pretty dramatic change. When I came back, Lolo was eyeing me critically. I said "Mom, looks different right?" She said matter-of-factly "No, you just look funny."
So, my short hair has a tendency to stick up this-way-and-that when I first roll out of bed. Lolo saw me yesterday and cracked up "Mama you look like a porcupine!" And, I go fix my hair, thinking I look somewhat improved at that time of morning, Lolo still quips "Now, you look like a walrus!" All I can think of with that comment is how her cousin Kayla talks about leaving a walrus/werewolf in the potty after a big BM.
Talk about shots to self esteem this week.....
I suspect it only goes downhill....
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