Saturday, March 30, 2013

Pretty


Sometimes I look at Hayley ... and she's just so pretty.  Like naturally ... I look for flaws and can't find them.

Until she opens her mouth and says something ... you know ..

Maybe I think she's so pretty because she's mine.  And of course every child of yours is pretty close to perfect.

No.  Really.  But she is...




Anyway .... she's pretty .... and then there's this ...


You're throwing up right now?


Feel like passing out?


 Like even right now ... as you try on clothes ...?


Probably still you are feeling so so bad .... glad you drank some water though Hayley ...


Horrible.  Just awful.  I mean ... she's clearly in some pain.

Or this ...

She walks into my bedroom and says - OH MY GOSH MOM - I just discovered the most AWESOME way ever to eat brownies.  I get to eat them and they will be less calories.

Um .. okay little lady.  Tell me ..

Well .. check out the package and the calorie count for just the mix... and then how many more calories it is after you actually MAKE the brownies.

Okay ..



So check it out ... I made the mix.  And it tastes good.  As long as I don't BAKE it .. I save all those calories.  100 vs. 170.  Huge difference.

Seriously Hayley?  You added oil and eggs .... that means "PREPARED".  "MIX" would be like the dry stuff with NOTHING added.  Just because you BAKE it doesn't mean all the sudden the calories JUMP into them when they're in the oven.

Like ninja brownies.

OH.  DANG.

She'll be okay ..

Because she's still pretty.



1 comment:

Emile said...

OK, she's very pretty, and not just in your opinion because she's yours. She is pretty and there is no mistaking that she's yours because she looks just like you. You are both very pretty. But, you know, the brain doesn't fully form until around age 25 so, yeah, she's not all there yet mentally. But that's alright. That's normal. That's why she needs Mom.