I helped My Oldest, age 13, design her Hipster Elsa costume.
She’s got a blonde wig, stocking cap, over-sized cardigan sweater and an ironic t-shirt. She’s looking for a disposable cup from an obscure coffee shop, and practicing ironic lines if she gets any compliments.
I suggested “I was cold before it was cool” and “Being cool never bothered me anyway.”
Picked up My Oldest, age 13, in front of her middle school with my car blaring Black Sabbath.
She leaped in and yelled, “Let’s do this!!!”
I may have squealed the tires a bit as we pulled away.
Down the road, she said, “That may have been the most badass exit from a middle school ever.”
Maybe, this makes up for yelling, “MAKE GOOD CHOICES!” when I drop her off in the mornings.
#leavingforDisney #vacationrocks #Disneystateofmind
Adventures in family road tripping:
“At least swallow your food before trying to lick my eyeball.”
Yes, My Oldest daughter literally just said that. Anyone with a little brother will understand.