Sunday night, I am getting dinner ready. No, not cooking - just putting things on plates. Geesh, I hadn't had the bottle of wine YET!
Emily: "Mama - um....look."
Me: "What babe?"
Emily "Your pants..."
Me "What, is there something on my bum?"
Emily "No, it's your shirt..."
Me (twisting to see) "Is there something on my shirt?"
Emily (sighing) "No, I can see your underwear. You need to pull your shirt down. It's not appropriate, Mama."
I have been called out by my daughter in my house for the whale tail.
Oh yeah baby. I may drink a bottle of wine on a work night. I may swear creatively. I may spend her college fund on shoes and Gorillez CD's, but dammit. She can spot a fashion faux pas at a million yards.
Go, grasshopper. You have surpassed your teacher.
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At least she's learning well... and didn't let you leave the house like that. I mean, there's only so much a girl can take from her mom.
You must be very proud.
Not "appropriate"-HA! Good teaching there, Mama.
LOL at the "not appropriate" comment, too. I can totally see Mimi taking on that parental tone somewhere down the line.
I get lectured on a regular basis. Just the other day when I reminded Tacy to say "please", she advised me that there are plenty of times that I don't say please, and she gave an EXAMPLE: "Like when you say to Daddy, 'Make me a martini,' and you don't say please."
But usually I'm the one advising her that she's got plumber's butt. Can't wait for our roles to be reversed (not).
The little sigh is the best part. At least she was patient with you.
That is why I don't wear underwear. That and visible panty lines. Soon she's going to be critiquing your outfits you know, Nancy's right.
Dudes, that was the kicker. I mean, I am a hip Mom. I weara da thong. There are no VPT in my house. But no. Apparently my Shorts were a little lower riding than I thought.
Least there can be no granny panty stories...
You have described the future and it is mine.
My fear? That her words, when calling me out, will be, "Mommy, DUDE, that is SO not cool." At 3 years old.
I suppose it's better than her saying, "mama, more skin! Just like Brittney!"
HA HA HA HA! Whale tail! I love it.
Next thing you know she'll be tossing pumice stones at strangers on the street, yelling, "PEOPLE! Please! BUFF THOSE HEELS!"
For real Madge, she did tell my mother that she needed to pumice her feet - cause her heels were cracked.
That's my girl...
I think I love that kid.
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