Saturday, July 21, 2012

Oh, teenage hopes.

No hair coloring.  No perms (yes, that's right - a perm!). Limited wardrobe options for back to school.  Limited make-up.  Books over PG-13 movies.  Can't have the room attached to the garage (it will become the guest room because it's not even attached the house.).  Her life is so hard these days, what with me dashing her hopes and dreams left and right.  It's a wonder she'll be able to make it through 8th grade with any friends (or so I'm told.).

From Kansas City, when the angst was in full gear:

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