Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Listen in at my house...
"Sweetie," I glared at my daughter. "Don't lick the dog." (I added this to my list of things I never thought I'd have to say).
She retorted, "HE licked the dog first!"
My nine-year-old smiled at me. "Mom, tomorrow's career day at school, can I wear your old park ranger uniform?"
My heart skipped a beat. "Great idea! Let me get it for you." Five minutes later, she turned in front of the mirror dressed in my old uniform shirt, tie, and Smokey Bear hat. My chest swelled with pride. "You look awesome!"
She glanced down at herself. "I look ridiculous. You WORE this?"
"Um, yeah. I was proud to wear it--the 'green and the gray.'
"I can't possibly wear this. Everyone will laugh. I think I'll go back to my first idea."
My pride deflated. "And what was that?"
"A ballerina dolphin rescuer."
Our family continued discussing Spirit Week costumes as we sat down to dinner--my daughter still decked out for pajama day.
My husband grinned at her. "Hey, you should be a writer for career day."
"Like Mom?" she asked.
"Yes! Then you could just wear your pajamas again!"
This morning my daughter was wrapping a stuffed dolphin in bandages for her costume. I pointed to the flat dolphin pillow-pet still lying on her bed. "You should take that one instead."
"You can can say it was run over by a jet ski."
As we prepared to leave for school today, my son looked at his sister's dolphin rescuer costume (she wisely decided to save the ballerina part for sports day). He shook his head. "You look crazy!"
She eyed his Star Trek uniform. "Uh-huh. Okaaaaay..."