Princess was sporting her new Christmas duds and I must say that my eight year old is quite the fashionista. I'm impressed. The boots are rocking with the matching belt and vintage Coca Cola shirt. Yep, that's my girl y'all.
Montana and North Dakota have become home.... dang it lol.
Lord help me but these babies wear me out.... they are just perfect!
Yes, it's from last winter but I adore this shot...so us....
This kid glows from the inside out... my almost 11 year old!
Favorite sport: embarrassing our kids in public
My mini-me is finding her own way in life
What else did I accomplish, you ask?
Princess and I did hair tonight. She got this nifty IGIA thingy that adds cute little fabric wraps to your hair. I managed to accomplish this with no tears, no blood loss, and better yet no mangled hair.
Woo hoo, getting better at this hair thing. I suck at hair, that is the reason I've had the same hair style for ten years. This kids' got style though. Oh and Duchess, lost interest after 2 seconds and took off to watch Ariel, again.............. Now we're off to do Christmas nails, red and green....
Update: English results in ----- 99.45 % for the class! Chocoate reward!!
I know that she'll never forget having eight of her very best friends over to celebrate her 8th birthday. Silly me, I figured that only a few would show, no...no not the case. Forgot that it's silly season and that every parent needs evenings without their kids to shop for gifts. Yep, I got all eight.
So they karaoked, sleeping bag races, tasted baby food in a fear factor eating contest, watched three movies, and managed to consume the following:
* 4 lbs of M&M's....I forgot to put the bag up.
* Half of a birthday cake meant to feed 48 people (Costco, it was dirty cheap so why not)
* 3 Super sized bags of chips
* 1 oven sized Costco pepperoni pizza (I got none! Not even a spare crust)
* 12 pack of root beer
* 4 boxes of all fruit juice packs
* 1 gallon super sweet tea (yep, that one was me)
At mid-night, I pulled out the "If you don't sleep I'll call and wake up your mom" routine, so I finally got a little shut eye on the couch, with Duchess all over me. She was a trooper, she partied with them all night long.
Morning brought 3 dozen cinnamon rolls and more juice. I got none of that either. Those still hungry where raiding my fridge. One kid ate left over spagetti, for breakfast....
It was a great party and she got lots of awesome gifts and I am the coolest mom ever. I WILL NEVER DO THIS AGAIN! Ever......cause they ate all the chocolate and didn't share!
I admit, once I realized it was an actual article, I just scanned it with the intent on moving on, however the word B*TCH hit me like a mac truck between the eyes. Can they say that? Well they did.....
So, I read it, it's actually pretty good advice. I can't wait to "mirror" him!