finally
pay attention to the kids.
We decide to see Shrek 4 at 2:00.
Zoe is ready by 1, Zack soon after.
I think I'm ready to go, wearing a new dress that I accidentally
bought a size too large.
The neckline droops. The arms look flappy. I feel bad not giving it
one good shot at walking out the door.
As i sesrch for keys, Zoe takes one look at me, shakes her head and
proclaims, "No. Too....medieval."
I look down and see it too.
Daughters can be helpful.
