Freezing Cold and Furious!

Today was absolutely FREEZING! No matter what I did, I could not get warm! I am feeling a little sense of cabin fever already and it is only mid December! Not good! Mexico anyone???? I hope tomorrow is a little warmer.......

Peityn had her first middle school choir concert this afternoon. We had agreed that she would be wearing the same outfit that she wore for Lindsey's birthday party. The outfit was adorable and I even found matching shoes that were just perfect for my "clumsy, 5'5" 11 year old daughter. 4pm is here and I am in the auditorium of Eagan High School anxiously awaiting my precious daughters arrival on the stage. Unfortunately Justin was not able to leave work early, Kaedin and Lindsey were not up for going out in the cold and Carson was not home from school yet so I was by myself. The lights dim and I hear the chatter of pre-teen voices and little feet starting to come across the stage....There she is! Oh she looks so big, my goodness I cannot believe she is in 6th grade already and look at her out......OH MY GOSH! You have GOT to be kidding me! She is prancing across the stage in the outfit that I bought her, but on her feet is my brand new pair of 4 inch HIGH HEELS!!!!! Ok, this was one of those moments where I needed to stop to breath in and out....because honestly, and this is no lie, I was 2 seconds away from going down to the side stage and yanking her right off of those risers! I was so upset! As I watched her walk ( barely I might add ) across the risers to her position, what do I hear coming from the rows around me??? Well all the mothers of course..... pointing out the ridiculous shoes that this little girl is wearing and "what parent in their right mind would let their 6th grade daughter wear those shoes"? So badly I wanted to crawl into a hole, but I was also defensive of my little girl and wanted to look these moms straight in the eye and say " she is independent, and has her own sense of style"! But even I know that would sound lutacrist!! If she was wearing green striped pants with a hot pink polka dotted shirt and orange flip flops, mayyybeee I could have defended her with that, but not this! I was so embarassed for her I just sat there quietly and stared......

Needless to say, I didnt see or hear much of the concert. All I could do was watch her in hopes that she wouldnt fall backwards off of the risers, OR forwards into the 3 rows of children in front of her.....I kept invisioning a big thud and tumble of my daughter....something straight from Americas Funniest videos.....the worst part about that was I was asking myself if I would own up to being her mother or just call Justin to tell him he needed to meet her at the emergency room for her broken ankle. Hahaha! Now of course I am not being serious, I would go and help her out, but really I am not going to lie that it didnt cross my mind. Then, I sat there and wondered if it was all worth it for her because her little feet HAD to be KILLING HER!!! LOL! Not only was she wearing these 4 inch heels, but her feet are about 2 sizes larger than mine!

The concert came to an end and she made it off stage with out a hiccup! Thank You Lord and fashion angels for this! She called me from her cell phone asking me where I was....my response? Hiding! "Why are you hiding mom"? "Because until you change the ridiculous shoes you are wearing, I will not come out". She agrees to put on her Uggs and I tell her I will meet her at the door. I look up and to my surprise she is leaping towards me in the same damn high heels! I simply give her "the look" and tell her to slowly walk away and go change her shoes immediately. She did and we left. The carride home was not the way I, nor she had planned, but we made it through.

Peityn, my precious little fashionista. I guess I cannot say that I am to surprised, when you were little you lived in mommy's high heels and your princess shoes. You will be old enough, soon enough to be able to walk a mile in any shoes that you would like. And I truly encourage you to do that when the time is right. But for now, please just listen to mommy and enjoy being 11 years old wearing shoes that are meant for you!

Love you Lou Lou!

God Bless & Warm Regards,
~Jessica