I had finally decided I was exaggerating.
And then I picked her up from school
Here's my dirty little secret: I fear that when people see her like this, they think, "See? I told you she can't handle five kids. What was she thinking? Look at that hair. I told you she couldn't do that hair. And those clothes! You can afford to adopt a child, but not to clothe them nicely?"
This afternoon, her daddy said, "Didn't mom tell you you don't match?" (thanks dear)
She said, "Huh?"
He said, "Your clothes don't match." (better)
She said, "Yeah, I know."
The tears of laughter stream down my face. I'm fixing to breathe... maybe. My stomach hurts. Can't stop the laughing. The thing is, she looks adorable.
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