I was once a brownie!
And I loved it so much.
So, I had my one and only daughter
put on my outfit.
I thought it would be an honor for her.
I have been anxiously awaiting the day that MY DARLING DAUGHTER
would fit in my outfit.
And she HATED EVERY LAST MINUTE OF IT!
Little stinker!
Though, she did it and proudly wore the badge of troup #83, or whatever number it is.
Now, it can be safely discarded.
It was a moment in my life I had been waiting for, for a long long time.
And quite frankly, it wasn't as exciting as I had first anticipated.
Most things aren't.
3 comments:
What a cutie! (and love your green wall! :))
Isn't that the truth-- that some of our most highly anticipated moments fall short of expectation? Take every New Year's eve... for the last 7 years!
I was never a brownie. I always wanted to be an Indian Princess, though. Did they have those in your area?
~Elizabeth
Confessions From A Working Mom
An indian princess? NO! I still want to be one! HA!
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