"Zoe, don't forget to bring home your PE water bottle today. We need to wash it out so there won't be any germs in it."
"There aren't any germs in our class. We use that Purell hand-itizer stuff."
She's likin' school. I'm thrilled. But waking her up is like waking the dead. So this morning I was teasing her about having Navarro's (a great restaurant) Apple Chimichanga in her belly.
"I'm the Baby Changa. You are the Mommy Changa."
Hey, whatever works.
I will have to take a picture of her in her school jumper. It's adorable; green and blue plaid. They had a holy day of obligation and Zoe wore it for mass. She wanted to wear her shorts under her jumper. I later found said jumper wadded up in her backpack. "Well everyone else was doing it. If I didn't take it off, I would have sweated and smelled like stale stink jumper."
And we can't be havin' that.
Posted by debutaunt at August 16, 2006 07:58 AMReading about Zoe wearing a uniform sure brings back memories of Christine wearing her cute uniform. From the description it sounds like the same one! Thirty years later it still might be! Sounds like she is enjoying it.
Posted by: Jeanette at August 16, 2006 08:25 AMOh, that's a funny line, with the stale stink jumper. Why does it make me think "like mother, like daughter"? ;-)
Posted by: Karen at August 16, 2006 02:25 PM