Is she workin' it or is she workin' it?!
So Peanut comes in while I'm running on the treadmill and asks, "ya know that pile that is donations.....can I cut up a pair of MY old jeans and make them into shorts?"
Me, "sure, just don't cut them too short".
Then [dun dun dun dunahhhh] she walks in like this:
Hmmmmm, but then I realized OMGosh, those are my old True Religion Big T flap pocket, heavy stitch jeans that I was going to sell on eBay!!! [side note, yes, they were next to the give-a-way pile but SOOOOOOOOOOOO not in the pile - certainly, at least 3' away.
So, I did what every mom would have done. Freaked out [silently] and said, those are mine!! JK, that's so what I wanted to say then I turned my thoughts quickly to [Jesus ;) and] what a "good" mom would do [took two and a half [or 47] deep breaths and] I really said, "you completely rock, Kid" and took her to summer camp - exactly as pictured.
Now if she gets a stain on those, I'm really going to be ticked. ;)
