FezzerPosted: February 1, 2012
So awhile back I told you all about how Mea wanted to be like her little buddies at school, and that she wanted a feather in her hair.
I really still think that this is totally ridiculous.
But, I will also tell you that I know when and where to pick my battles with my kids.
This is one of those battles that Mea is going to win. Just for the fact that if I hear her whine about how she, “needs a fezzer in her hair” one more freaking time, my head will most likely explode into a gazillion little pieces and I will die.
For an example, on Sunday while we were out and about with Mack, Mea wore a strand of Mardi Gras beads looped over one of her poofs, and swore to anyone who dared ask that it was a “fezzer” in her hair. She truly looked ridiculous. I am sure that many people were thinking that I was the crazy one, but really it was the lesser of two evils. Having her pretend that the necklace was a “fezzer” bought me a little bit of sanity on a Sunday afternoon.
Now, when she wanted to wear the “fezzer” bead necklace to school I drew the line. I said no. I have since been dubbed the meanest Momma in all the world.
While we were getting ready this morning she started in on the stupid “fezzer” again.
Today, I went and bought one.
I think it’s going to look really silly sticking out of her poofs.
But when we get right down to it, she is going to think she’s hot stuff.
I suppose that’s what matters most.