Anyway, last night at three am, I felt her trying to crawl in to bed with us. I was immediately dreading the battle that was about to ensue. But follow through is very important. Even at three in the morning.
So, in my stern mama voice I said, Emma, get down off this bed or so help me......!...you get the picture.
And then she looked at me with tears in her eyes and said, But Mama, I had the most terrible dream.
You know my heart melted at that. What did you dream about?
And with the most serious expression you have ever seen on the face of a four year old, she said, I dreamed you sent me to school with ugly clothes on. (Insert tears falling down cheeks.)
And that, my friends, is my Emma. She loves wearing fancy clothes, as she calls them, and her worst nightmare is to go to school wearing ugly clothes. She is a princess, through and through. So, I pulled her in my arms, and I'll give you one guess as to where she slept for the rest of the night. Tough
parenting can wait for another day. For now, I just want to hold my princess.

2 comments:
That would be a nightmare. I agree with Emma, us girls cannot be seen in dowdy looking clothes! too cute!
Haha... I read this one to my husband and he looked at me funny and asked how YOU ended up with what sounds like MY child. :-) She's adorable and can'wt to meet her!
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