I'm in hot water for yesterday's post about fashion. I am under strict orders to tell you that the hoodie in question is super cute, that no one told Child 2 not to wear her hoodie in the picture, and you can all read Child 1's own words in her comment on Bad Day 75. I will never be forgiven, ever, because I didn't say that she no longer dresses like a 4 year old. She also didn't appreciate my observation that nobody dresses like they did at age four or fashion would be a lot more pink. But apparently I have children who like to micromanage because they want me to write about them, but they want to have final say in what I write. Sorry children, that is the way with media. If you want to be famous, you can't have control over what the press says about you, or in this case, your mother. Seriously, do I ever write what you want me to?
This boy Ricky is having a worse day than me and it's breaking my heart. Bullying is a serious issue here in the US. I really hope that it's not wherever you are. The fact that children can be so mean without consequence is wrong. So in solidarity with Ricky, here is my show of support.