Shiny

The Boy: "You have a lot of jewelry."
Me: "Define 'a lot'."
The Boy: "I never see you wear the same jewelry twice."
Me: "That's not true."
The Boy: ...
Me: "I wear my gold hoop earrings, my gold spiral thread-through earrings, and those silver artsy earrings all the time. Or at least frequently enough that you've seen them more than once."
The Boy: "Which ones are the 'silver artsy earrings'?"
Me: "They have the blue and white stones...they're kind of curled around the three stones?"
The Boy: "Okay. But you still have a lot of jewelry."
Me: "Hmm."
The Boy: "Where did you get all of it?"
Me: "Is that really a road you want to go down?"
The Boy: "No."
Me: "Thank you. And for the record, my mom bought those three pairs of earrings. Well, I guess not the silver ones, but she was with when I bought them."

So, like all boys, he had to replace some of the offending jewelry. (That's why I have so much. Boys be competitive.) And I have new sparkly earrings, a bracelet, and a pendant. Nothing over-the-top, just silver. And he did really well on the pendant--it has daisies on it. Yay, daisies.
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There is just one degree of separation between me and the mumps. And if I get the mumps between now and Finals Week, someone is going to die. And it won't be me, I'll tell you that much.

Posted by Jenelle at April 21, 2006 12:10 PM | TrackBack