Yesterday, Abbie came home with a note from school advising us that she has some art work that will be on display at the Frist Center in downtown Nashville. We are invited to an Opening Reception Thursday night.
This is such a sweet honor for my girl. She loves to draw – always has. It’s funny, she doesn’t understand the honor that it is. But she is only one of a small group from her school to be selected.
Finally, yesterday I was at the mall with Quinn and Seamus. I went into the maternity store (I am in some DIRE need of maternity clothes… *sigh* I don’t think there is any way I’ll be pregnant AND stylish though…) Quinn (my 4 yr old) was already irritated about being in “the girl store” – he didn’t like how his shoes sounded on the floor… he didn’t like how the ladies voices sounded coming from the dressing room… blah blah blah. We were headed out and he was dawdling behind when I heard a familiar voice loudly proclaiming “eewwwwww – I saw her BUTT! Her butt crack! I saw it!” I realized that, fortunately, he was only talking about a mannequin and not one of those ladies whose voice was annoying him earlier… so I kept on moving out of the store like I didn’t know whose crazy kid he was ;-)