"You're such a liar! That's not true. Stop lying...I
cannot stand it when you lie." This was the commotion I heard in the
kitchen the other night. Nicolas came in to the living room with Edys in tow complaining
that his sister (Isabella) is telling him the girl with no head hurt the ice
cream. Confused David and I look at each other wondering what the heck she is
talking about. David realized Isabella was talking about the child sized mannequin
that I have in my car. You see I had recently attended a craft fair and all of
the stuff was still in the back of my car. Like all of us mom's I'm pulled from
one direction to another and just haven't had a moment to unpack the car from
the fair. The kids and I did a little grocery shopping that very same day and I
remember Isabella telling me that the mannequin fell over on the shopping bags
when we were driving home. She assumed the dented ice cream carton was due to
the mannequin falling over on to the bags. My mannequin will now forever be
known as "The girl with no head."
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| My dressed mannequin (AKA The girl with no head) at the fair. |
xoxo, Michelle
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