Happy Birthday to my niece.
And because it is your birthday (and because you are only 3) I can forgive you for your harsh criticism. I won't take it personally.
So I went to my sister's house today to spend time with my niece because it is her birthday. We had a blast. We played games - most of which she won, we played with Lily, she made me wear a princess crown, she told me everything that was going on in her life, she gave me specific instructions on EXACTLY how to roll the ball to her so she could kick it, and so on.
Later in the afternoon, my sister returned some clothes to me that I had lent her a few months ago. One of the items was an old favorite zip-up hoodie of mine, so I decided to put it on.
The second - I mean the VERY SECOND - that I zip it up, my niece starts walking around with her bottom lip hanging out practically to her knees. (She's quite good at a pouty face). So my sister askes her whats wrong. Her response:
"Amy changed and that other shirt was her cutest."
Yes, I am now taking fashion advice from a three-year-old. Ouch.
So, naturally, I had to change back. And now I need a What Not To Wear Marathon so that I can regain my apparently lost fashion sense.
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