This is teacher conference week. That means not much school. It was chilly yesterday but that didn't stop the girls from trying to get a tan. Cause you know, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
When I was younger though I didn't have a laptop to lie out with. It was called a transistor radio. Or a cassette player. Just details I guess. However, she did ask me for tin foil. Now there are no albums around my house so I am not sure how she was going to set this up as a sun reflector, I did say, "No." I know what would have happened, they would have tired of or forgotten about it and it would have ended up blowing around my backyard. Kids these days don't have the dedication we did back in the "olden days." There could have been an errant snow flake but if the sun was shining brightly in late April we would have been out on those uncomfortable plastic striped lawn chairs with Crisco oil and and tin foil covered album covers just sizzling away from 10 am until the bell rang and the sun moved around the house. They used a towel as a blanket yesterday! I need to spend more time parenting so I can show then how it's done. Thank God it's going to be in the 80's this weekend.
After their pseudo lie out session they decided to raid my closet to play what they called, "Dress like a hippie!"
"Will you take our picture Mom?"
"But of course."
I call this, "My Headband Makes Me A Hippie."
"Hippie With Killer Shoes."
The scariest and strangely most comforting part is they do fit in my shoes. But if they fit in them at 11, that means their feet will be to big in high school. Bummer. Not.