Well it's getting to be that time again! School Shopping! While I do love that my daughter's school does uniforms (not only because they can't tease each other - but because it's definitely cheaper), I find it incredibly frustrating to get it done and to hunt down the right colors, lengths etc. 
This year - I was delighted to find out my child can now wear White and Black Polos instead of just Royal Blue. They also get to wear jumpers! This means my little girl will actually have an opportunity to look like a GIRL at school! WOOHOO! But - then you read the small print, "Unisex Short Sleeve Polo - No Capped Sleeves" well...dammit! My girls is a slender child. A unisex polo that is long enough to cover her tummy - is also HUGE on her body. She looks sloppy in it no matter how your try to fix it. To top that off - no "girl" polos which are made to fit them better - are free of capped sleeves. So now my daughter is being punished for not being a wide and thick girl, so the other girls will fit their clothing better, and she will look like a slob. That's not fair. It just seems they are taking the stipulations a little too far. 
I know they mean for uniformity - but having a child look sloppy will not be uniform to the other children. 

I guess this year instead of our normal $200 in clothing/shoes/socks/underwear/shorts/undershirts - Ill have to see a Tailor and have it all tailored to fit. What a HUGE pain in the ass. And here I thought the biggest problem would be the khaki pants/skirts/shorts fitting properly (again - she's tall, and skinny so if it fits her hips, it's too short). 

Enough of my bitching and moaning I suppose. 
Yesterday we got the chance to meet up with my friend Maura and her baby girl M!:) We did the Waterpark thing and enjoyed ourselves immensely! Maura brought her Step Father and little Sis May along and we finally got to ride that Tornado ride that my girl has been DYIN to ride! And that was MORE than enough times to ride too. It was the scariest ride I've ever been on in my life, and judging by the look of sheer terror on my girl's face - she wasn't even able to scream she was so scared - she decided it wasn't her favorite either! It felt like the entire time we were about to flip.
We had a great time though - and my girl really enjoyed meeting another adoptee! It's not that common that she gets to meet others from similar situations and so it's a real treat when it does happen! 

Somehow - despite my extreme hunger leaving the park - I did manage to keep on my diet yesterday and Im being rewarded for it by a 2lbs loss this morning! WOOHOO! The dieting and working out thing has been going well if not slow - so Im going to keep on keeping on I suppose.

Funny story - at the waterpark we were in the restroom because girly needed to do a potty stop. While in there, a girl in the far stall was clearly frustrated and emotional. Her mother and older sister were standing outside the stall trying to help her figure out how to use a tampon for the first time. The conversation was basically that the cardboard part wouldn't come loose from the tampon once inserted. Of course the mother was offering to come in and help her daughter -and her daughter was panicked and frustrated and talking about how she hates her life etc. She could hear us in there, so not wanting to just stand and stare I said aloud that being a girl sucks, and that every one of us have been in her position trying to figure out how tampons work, and it DOES get easier once you get the hang of it. At this point - the mother offered once again to come in and help her to which the girl replied "Mom, I'd rather SHE come in than you" and went on about how she doesn't want her mom to see her bits.  It's funny because I can totally imagine years from now - being in that exact same position with my girl. It was like a glimpse into the future. LOL - I can't believe one day Ill be explaining tampon use to my own daughter. Im sooooo glad this is a ways off!!

Anywho - I think the reason this post is soooo long is because in reality - Im 



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