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."