05 February 2011

Evidence That I Am Ineffectual

I just told Little T to go in her room and find her pink stripped shorts to wear under her black velvet party dress: she's going to a 5-year old's birthday party and there will be jump-house jumping. Shorts are standard issue for little girls who try to reach the ceiling of the Jumpy House.

So how do I know she is ignoring me?

Because as I type I can hear her bed squeaking rapidly and repeatedly under the weight of her jumping up and down. She must be getting warmed up for the party.

Further evidence?

I just reminded her to find her shorts. Now I'm listening to the bed springs catapulting her up and down AND a harmonica she is blowing with abandon.

She knows how to have a good time, and it doesn't involve listening to mom in the least.

(Also? When she selected a filthy dress to wear today, and I said we would find something clean, she p-shawed me away with her hand and said: "Mom, just go with it.")

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An unrelated photo that captures the attitude.


Momo Fali said...

I love that picture! You can see her free spirit shining through!

Teacher Mommy said...


Now just imagine her as a TEEN.

You're welcome.

Debra said...

No waaay! I love that kid. She's too much!

Jackie said...

Haha, pretty sure that's why skorts were invented!

Mama Mama Quite Contrary said...

Sounds exactly like my almost five year old!

Kelly said...

I love that picture too. I think she and Lil would get along swimmingly.