It’s been a weird week for me. It started a little something like this…
And it’s ending with me losing, yet again, to a random stranger on Words with Friends.
This morning, Ella and I had a conversation that went something like this:
Me: I have your clothes on the couch for you.
Ella: I’ve already picked my clothes out.
Me: Yes, I saw that. But I just picked a shirt that matched the pink skirt better.
Ella: I wanted to wear the orange shirt.
Me: But it doesn’t match, sweetie.
Ella: I didn’t want to match.
Me: Oh, okay. Well, go get your orange shirt.
She has a style all her own. She likes to wear her clothes backwards, wear her shoes on the wrong feet and sleep in a bathing suit at night. And sometimes…I let her.
My class on Wednesday night did not go quite like I had hoped. In my head, I imagined sitting in a circle on the floor with some sweet girls while we talked about Jesus and how He gave David the strength to defeat Goliath. They were going to laugh and declare that this was the best class they had ever attended.
I may have set my hopes a little too high.
There was a lot of screaming…a lot of running around the room…and some drawing of womens’ undergarments on poor Goliath. It’s bad enough he got defeated by a child…he has to wear a pink bra now, too? That’s just wrong.
This week has just wore me down.
I think I need a cupcake. Oh, good. There’s one now.
Why, hello sweet potato cupcake with cream cheese icing.
That is a great way to end the week.
Now…does anyone know a word I can make with an M and three R’s?