One question you don't want your child to EVER ask you:If I tell you something, will you be mad at me?
How is one to answer a question like this? I thought about it and said to myself:Diane (I call myself Diane), you had better be VERY careful how you answer this inquiry (Diane uses big words).
I never did really answer the question. But I did find out what she did:
Me: What did you do?
P: I cut something's hair.
Me: Go get it and let me see.
She returned with an armload of stuff. There were barbie dolls, Strawberry Shortcake horses, a Dora doll, and a horse head on a stick that she jumps around the house on. I had every intention of telling her to just throw it all in the trash, and that I wouldn't replace any of it. Honestly, I did. What stopped me, you ask? I quickly calculated that she would be throwing away over $100 worth of stuff.
I said to myself:Diane (I call myself Diane), you had better do SOMETHING to let her know it's not ok to play cosmetologist (more big words).
So, what did I do, you ask? I told her to throw her trusty scissors in the trash can and clean chaos cave (her room) so she can take a nap, since she was clearly showing signs of sleep deprivation.
After an 75 minutes or so of protesting, she finally fell asleep. For about 45 minutes.
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Last Friday, I registered so Uncle LeRoy can find me a place to pick cotton on the other side of the pond. He has 90 days to do his thing and find me a place to pick cotton in NC. Since I'm using my fluff and stuff resume, I think they will find something for me within a month. I kinda hope so. I'd REALLY like to be settled by the end of summer, because P starts Kindergarten in the fall.
My other big decision is about school for P. Public, private, or charter?
Maybe I'll just send her to cosmetology school.