i think i'm just beginning to realize that i've got my girlies three at schools three.
each school seems to have a lot of rules and timings and forms and events. and, of the lot, i'm only really good with events. it's just the timings of said events that bring me down.
there's so much to this making people business that no one told me at orientation. like all these darn details. and that there'd be loads of other children. i am not a fan of details. i am also not a fan of loads of other children. especially thoughtless ones.
this morning, as we were walking one of the three into one of the three, we spotted this shy little thing in a super-cute plaid outfit. she was tugging on it, which was a solid sign to me that it was fresh new. a few of us complimented the plaid effusively. one of us glared.
ya know, suggested esmé, ya really don't know huh.
she is so new york these days, it's killing me.
but i explained that i still remember every compliment ever thrown at me. and how it's nice to have a bunch of those in your pocket when you get the opposite of compliments.
which lillie caught a little while later.
i'll spare all of us the details. but an otherwise sweetheart of a girl told lillie she looked dull. trust me on this one: dull bounces off lillie. even if you threw a big sticky ball of dull at that girl, there's no way she could ever catch it.
we all have limitations. an inability to be dull is not a bad one with which to be cursed, i think.
anyway. i felt like growling. i can't explain it any better than that. growling, karey? ugh. but, i mean, i did not want lillie to begin her day thinking she looked at all dull. it just felt like this would be one of those opposite of compliments she'd remember.
i know her pockets are overflowing. i do. i'm just...annoyed. does this ever happen to you?
in other news, esmé was so pleased this morning by her outfit sent from her nona in illinois. mommy! she squealed. my pants rhyme with my dress!
clothes should rhyme, yes?
my friend raved about her pins. consider me raving, too. i can't say that i entirely understand how to pinterest, but it is mad addictive to eat up everyone's boards. inspiration overload with every pin. plus? the guys behind it are really nice. i'm pretty sure i met one of them called ben at alt design summit. that's all i need to tell you today, isn't it? i'm thinking it is. and thank you. i feel better about lill already. that's the sweet thing about having you all listen to my silliness. xoxo.