A chronicle of the ups and downs of a life with sticks in hopes of encouraging others
to reach new heights with yarn and laugh a little.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
I explained the whole Barbie clothes not fitting thing to dh (although he probably cares even less than the 2.75 yo, I feel a need to share all the gory details of the day), he said, "So do you think she got a boob job?" Great. It's not bad enough my teens are hounding me about piercing their bodies until they can't get through a metal detector, now I have to worry about the dolls sneaking out and getting work done!