I pointed out to Isabelle that she had neglected to pick things up off the floor before she began to sweep. She looked at me and replied, "Mommy, I have my own steps to accomplish this, okay?" Heh heh. How can I argue with an 8-year old that asks in such a way?
In her writing notebook, she titled one section "Imaginashin." Pretty cute!
When we parked at Wal-Mart, Isabelle said, "Mommy, remember that you parked on Row 8." I thanked her and told her that there are so many things I appreciate about her. She answered, "yes, except for my occasional rudeness, but I'm working on that." Ha ha!!
Well, off to our first opera together. I'll let you know how it goes! :-)