I never had that hair, but I did have those glasses in the 80s. Now I may have to buy some gold pants. Or better still, CRAFT some gold pants!
Last night at about 9pm, we heard Em talking up a storm in her room. My husband snuck back to listen to what she was saying, to be sure she wasn’t upset or crying.
He heard Em gleefully exclaim, “Ryan has carrot sticks up his nose!” We recognized this at once. It was from Mrs. Roopy Is Loopy by Dan Gutman, one of the My Weird School books that she keeps on her bedside table. She also has a little flashlight there that she uses when she’s pretending that all her dolls are lost under the blankets.
She was sneaky enough to get out the flashlight and read in bed with the lights off, but not sneaky enough to read quietly to herself. I have no room to talk – I used to do the same thing, but silently. What a great age she’s at.
