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My Daughter....
May 5, 2007
Where you ever one of those kids, even at a young age, wanted to grow up to have a daughter? I was. I knew I always wanted to be a mommy and I wanted a daughter. I wanted a daughter so I could sit there on afternoons and brush her long, thick hair...to put bows in it, put braids in it. I wanted to dress her up in fancy pink frilly dresses and spend countless rainy afternoon playing barbies. I wanted to have a little girl to play dress up with and to put make up on. So the day I had my own daughter, when she was born and I asked what the baby was and got a excited "ITS A GIRL" I was beyond excited. I thought all those dreams could now come true! Yeah, I was in for a reality check....and fast!
Sure, I got a daughter in the physical form that is it is. What I got was a boy stuck in a girl's body!! My days of dreaming of playing barbies have been drowned by her want to play in the mud, she eats ants (apparently if you pluck the legs off it first they taste better) and thinks panties are the most redicious thing ever invented. Me do her hair? Yeah right!! My daughter told me she wants me to shave her hair off so she can spike it. She wants to take karate lessons. Yesterday she was a cowboy. According to her, putting her in a dress is a punishment for something she has done wrong. We where in a store awhile ago and went through the check outs....she asked the cashier if she had any balloons.....she said no.....Kassy asked for stickers...again the cashier had none. So Kassy didn't stop there...she then floored me when she asked the innocent cashier, "Well then...do you have a brain??" I turned around and asked whose child this was because she surely wasn't mine!
But then on another day when I was snuggling with my daughter, I told her she is awesome even if I don't get to play girly-girl with her. Then I said, "I'll get to see you in a dress twice in your life right? On your prom night and on your wedding day". She told me, "Yes mommy......." then ended with, ".....mommy, can I have a dirt bike?".![]() | ![]() |
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