It all started with a confidence blow to her reading skills this morning
and the day went downhill.
Try as I may, I couldn't get her out of her blues.
As a girl myself, sometimes it's just that way.
She and I had a LONG talk about how God blesses all of us with very different gifts.
And that it keeps the world more interesting.
She's feeling the disappointment that Math is an evil thing in a FX girl's world.
Man, I wish I could take it all away for her......
We talked about her artistic abilities and her imaginiation, and her fashion sense (which trust me, she did NOT inherit from me......)
She asked if I was an artist.....so I said, "Yep, photography IS an art." (I don't know if mine qualifies but for a moody 8 year old, it worked....) and she did allow me take some pictures of her.
I don't regret having this lil supernova in my life for a mili-second.
I do carry that guilt that I passed on my FX gene to her.
I see her struggle and try soooo hard, and my heart aches for her, with her.
She's such an amazing kid.
I was NEVER this cool. Not at her age. Heck, not even now.
Such beauty in one person, I am blessed to witness it.
On a lighter note, whatta ya think of her cute haircut? I did it.....
The fact that she'll let me near her with scissors is a testament to our mother-daughter bond.
I still remember, not so fondly, leaning over the kitchen trash can, getting my bangs trimmed, while my not-so-capable of multi-tasking Mom trimmed my hair.
I haven't made her look awful yet, so she's still letting me cut her hair. I do her, Greg does the boys. Another funny note: when I told her how much money we were saving by cutting her hair at home, she asked for a cut of the savings!! Smart (frugal) girl.....