It’s also the face she made when we got on the plane to go on our surprise trip to Disney World. Of all the myriad of concerns she had about our trip to Orlando the main concern was that I had forgotten to pack her any stuffed animals. I told her not to worry about it because we could pick one up at the airport. Her response? “But Mom, I don’t have a relationship with any of the stuffed animals at the airport.” Y’all I can’t even argue with that bit of business. A relationship indeed…this kid…
They are who they are I guess. I keep trying to force Harry Potter down their throats and they keep ignoring me. I tried to get them excited about Richard Scarry’s books. Nope, they just want the Berenstain Bears. I guess there is always hope for our caboose kid.
Hey Gracie, no pressure or anything but I’m going to need you to LOVE Harry Potter. Okay? Glad we got that figured out.
A few weeks ago I tried to get Hank to sit down and watch the Hobbit with me and he gave the ‘that’s not my lane, Mom.’ Everybody loves the ‘stay in your lane’ meme until it’s about themselves. ‘Hank! It could be your lane! You don’t know .’ Nope. Wasn’t going to happen.
Chickens are Gracie’s lane.
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