Saturday

 So, it's becoming quite clear that I'll have to make a collage series, a blog, maybe even a book on the subject of Q's eye rolls.
Here's the thing: Everyone warned me about the dreaded eye roll. But for some reason I thought I had until at least the 'tweens before this happened..... No? .......Well, clearly not. Funny thing is, it cracks me up. Each and every time. It sends me into guffaws of laughter. Yes, actually guffaws! I think that's part of the reason that she does it so often ;)
The other part of the equation is her loathing of the idea that people consider her pretty. She's a rebel, rebel, this one.

When I know I'm really in trouble is when the eye roll is accompanied by a "Good grief, Mommy."

5 comments:

Natalie Thiele said...

Love the eyerolls! Q does them with panache, not at all your typical exasperated teenager look.

有力 said...

This is so cute. She is really pretty but please do not tell her I said so.

Geisslein said...

This is so funny! and - by the way - I LOOOOVE the silver espandrilles...I wonder where do you always find these beautiful clothes?! Wish you a funny and creative day today. sunny greetings from germany, geisslein

alliot + iza said...

Love this post so much! Just imagining Q is doing the eyerolls to me when i repeat again and again telling her that she is pretty :) She is really pretty!

The Wanderers' Daughter said...

Geisslein - the fabulous silver espadrilles were a gift from her grandmother, so I can't take credit! But I adore them too. Wish they came in my size!