
There is no question that I love
frou frou and that I am very "pink" and "sparkly", however, I also am quite athletic and can throw down a butch (not to be confused with another B word) attitude if necessary. For crying out loud, I ran the
gamut of piano, violin, gymnastics, dance, softball, basketball, I could out run any boy at recess, and then come home and direct my siblings in plays for hours. I think as parents we all expect our children to resemble ourselves in various ways.
Soooo, when placed in a situation where you have a child that looks just like your spouse and acts just like his mother.....things can get a wee bit frustrating. That is not to say that I don't love my hubby or his mom, they are both swell, but what happened to my mini me? I was looking for the Xena of the soccer field, the ruthless, cut throat, boy hating, demon. What I got was a forest sprite that flitted and sauntered around the soccer field yawning. Yawning? She is supposed to be anxiously engaged in the game and looking at her coach with intent and eagerness. Yawning? I love this child, but it is evident that I cannot have certain expectations as to her extracurricular activities or even for her school work. I will just have to embrace her love of arts and crafts, a love that I can relate to very well. If she decides she wants to become a dancer, or an athlete, I will support her. In the meantime, I am going to laugh about just how dainty and
frou frou she definitely is out there on the field.

She has definitely got the look!