Thursday, November 5, 2015

El

Well, E took her first acting class today.  I think she may be a natural.  She was of course, angry when we got there.  She had her Paw Patrol backpack all ready and set, and I am blanking on exactly what was making her less than delighted at this point.  It could have been several things, but anyway. Rain. The vending machine.  How many puppies she was able to stow away in her bag.  The list goes on and on.

We get there and lo and behold one little girl is waiting and her name is...Eleanor.  Stop everything. The girl is Asian, and two years old so there is a one year age difference.  She had the most spectacular pink outfit on.  I was mildly jealous.

Phew, no worries, she goes by Ellie.  Nobody is losing any fingers or toes today!  And we were waiting on an Ellll...   


liot.  I was like, what is this place? So Elliot and twin sis Katarin (sp?) roll up to the game, and we read a story about a bear.  So then we pretend to be bears for awhile. E is the oldest in the class, and she quickly informs Miss Shelby, "I make my bed." which is true and awesome. 

Miss Shelby heads a line of singing, dancing and so on.  E was right behind Miss Shelby the whole time. Elliot was interested in looking at everyone else, Katarin was definitely on another planet altogether, and poor Ellie could not get it together for more than five minutes at a time. She kept running to the door, crying, and then she would trip and fall and her mom would drag her back to the "fun."

So for the last ten minutes the kids were doing their thing (dealing baby crack) and the moms were acclimating back to adult world (taking off our fake bear paws), and of course I wasn't going to SAY this Bloggy, but the twins were German blondies and they were brought in by a Filipino woman, so I mean I am all like man your husband must have some super dominant genes because the kids are calling her mommy and she is referring to herself as mommy and then at the tail end she is like,


"I feel bad that they call me mommy cause I am just their neighbor. They don't really see their mom. And their au pair doesn't drive."

Word.

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