OK. At least the sun is shining today.
After I explained to her that the Red Ribbon Week committee at her school certainly didn't plan this day to have parents and kids run out and buy rockstar costumes a week before Halloween and that she would have to do her best with all the costumes and other things we have around the house, she started giving me the silent treatment. I could see something shaping up in the way of a costume but I just watched and waited to let her work it out..Then, I could see her talking to her personal ROCKSTAR...DAD.
Brad had just returned from the gym and he was sitting at the breakfast table sending her running this way and that around the house to collect different items.
Before I knew it, he was putting make-up on her face and helping her into shimmer leggings. She was going to be a KIZZ CHICK.
Only Brad could have pulled off this parenting success. He makes it fun. Makes it perfect. Let's be honest, if I would have even had the creative music mind to suggest such a thing I wouldn't have gotten past the words "KIZZ CHICK" before she rolled her eyes that were welling up with tears!
What would any of us, especially me, do without this Rockstar of a man, Dad, professor, Dr. Hotpants...He made her into the Rockstar she didn't even know she had in her dreams! She ran off to the bus with a giant smile on her face. I'm crazy about that guy!
Jack and Charlie decided (WHEW) to be the ROCKSTARS that they are in everyday life..making good choices and being kind to everyone. Those were easy costumes for me to pull together...
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