Spotlight on Beatle

The other day, we had to go to Walgreens and Beatle took some money she had left over from a garage sale and said she wanted to buy something. It's hard for me to help her to appreciate a dollar when there aren't many things she can get for a dollar or two (with tax) anymore! All of the toys were way out of her price range and the stuffed animal her friend Bailey has wasn't attainable this trip either. I was trying to encourage her to save the two dollars she had so next time she could get something like what she was eye-balling but she was a woman on a mission--to blow her money. (Hey, we've all be there.) So, I steered her to the Valentine's candy. I picked up my pictures and came back to where she was and her eyes were like friggin' pinwheels. She was stuck and completely overwhelmed by all of the red and pink packaging. I asked her if she wanted help making a decision and she said yes. I was asking her what she was in the mood for: fruity? chocolate? chewy? She responded with her chest heaving, "Whatever I can get my tongue on!" haha! The urgency of the situation was not lost on me; that girl needed some candy fast!

I want to convey something but I don't know how I should word this. I need to be careful. You know how you don't want to make something bigger than it is but you also want to give the situation the consideration that it deserves? That's what BR and I are dealing with Beatle. Let's put it this way, there's still more school year left but great improvements on Beatle's part in regards to her writing need to be made. We want to take it seriously but also don't want Beatle to be self-conscious about herself or be discouraged about school. She is SO bright! If, for a second, I thought she were as dumb as a box of rocks, I would not be sharing this with the world but I am so confident that when she gets the hang of writing, she will take off and blow her first grade teacher's socks off with the big words she will write. I was telling her that yesterday before we went to the church to work out. On our way home, I was telling her that we went an hour earlier so I took a different class than my usual Kettlebells. She asked what that one was called and I told her "Build and Burn". She said that sounded scary and I asked what she thought I was building in class. I had my hands on the steering wheel but with my right t-shirt sleeve pulled up a little, ready for her to say "muscles?" and then, on cue, I was going to lean down and kiss my bicep--fully expecting her to roll her eyes and collapse into giggles. She literally stunned me when she said, "Stamina?" I was dumbfounded and then I started giggling, saying, "See! That's one of those words that will make your first grade teacher's eyeballs fall out when she reads that in context!"

Just a few miles down the road, I was being goofy (must have been those endorphins)and Beatle was holding a lip gloss tube. I never saw it coming. She yelled, "Pacifier!" right as she popped that lip gloss right between my lips and plugged me up. Haha! She's my daughter, but she's my friend too people! I can't help it! She's a riot to be around.