after our magical day on wednesday, i granted BC a day off from cheerleading camp for good behavior. we ran errands, we chatted, we laughed, we took a grownup friend (of both of ours!) out to lunch, and generally had a lovely day. i know there’s a school of thought that would say that BC needed to get back on the horse that threw her — and i often do make her do just that — but i felt strongly that girlfriend needed to see that i was in her corner. no matter what.
PHOTO REMOVED BECAUSE OF CREEPS ON THE INTERNET. YOU SUCK, PERVS.
how could anyone be mean to this face?
so this morning, we started our drive to camp, both of us feeling pretty sunny. today is the last day of cheerleader camp. i knew i would call the camp office later and explain girlfriend’s situation so that when she starts another camp there in two weeks, girlfriend already has peeps looking out for her. my beloved mentor/former boss/second dad down here in DC taught me a lesson back in the day which i’ve never forgotten — don’t stress about bad stuff — DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT — then move on. (i love that Cool Pops guy.) so i knew i would feel better later after i did what i could do for Dog, Country, and Beloved Child.
but back to the ride in. as usual, i have my mp3 player blaring, which usually prompts BC, AKA my grandmother reincarnated, to tell me to turn it down!!!! (how’s that for role reversal?) my mp3 player, as noted in other places, is somewhat eclectic. but one of my favorite guilty pleasures came on, and suddenly, little miss backseat driver yells, turn it up!
we begin to sing:
clowns to the left of me,
jokers to the right.
here i am, stuck in the middle with you.
i look at my rearview mirror at little girl bopping to the music. this is pretty much our song, isn’t it? i asked.
uh huh, she replied, grinning.
Definitely love that song. There are such great harmonies, but my favorite is the bridge … “ple-ee-ee-ee-eeze”. Glad to hear Chez Wreke is in better spirits.
i love that picture of miss k on the beach! so pretty! sooooo, given that i have zero real-world parenting knowledge or experience, you know what i would have done when faced with the mean cheerleader situation? i woulda taken miss k for a shopping spree at express or limited or american eagle or wherever the tweens shop these day and bought her the fanciest most stylish clothes for camp. yeah, it’s fighting materialism with materialism, but i always feel better when i know i’m wearing something hot that others are coveting. that’d make those biyotchy girls jealous! 🙂 (yes, be scared, very scared, for my future children.)
Fun song to have as an “our song” song.
She’ll remember it always!
Your daughter is adorable, and No, I can’t imagine anyone being mean to her (but I know better).
Taking off for the rest of the week, Miss Wreke, so I wanted to say Ciao, and thanks for playing along with my little shoe game. Weird, I know, but it was a blast, and you’re all so cool to indulge me.
Now I’ll just dance off to the right, singing some Gerry Rafferty . . .
— Laurie @ Foolery
Love that song! also that your child tells you to turn it down…