Having worked with children for my entire adult life, I knew the instant they told me the third child I was carrying in my womb was a "girl" that I would have to prepare myself for The Rolling of the Eyes. I would tell my husband things like "but little girls they roll their eyes when they're mad! And! They sigh heavily while they're rolling their eyes! And! When they do that, it makes me so angry inside that I want to pinch their legs!" And my husband would just laugh and say things like "But you'll feel differently about it when your daughter does it, because you'll love her!" And I would say "I don't think so! I'll still want to pinch her legs because I HATE EYE ROLLING THAT MUCH!"
I thought I would have plenty of time to prepare for the eye rolling, or at the very least, until lkindergarten. I never, ever in my wildest dreams thought that I would be confronted with The Rolling of the Eyes at the precious wittle age of THREE. But, that daughter of mine, she's always one step ahead of the game, I tell ya.
You see, last week I walked into my bedroom to find my daughter's face covered (YET AGAIN) in my makeup. OF COURSE, I had to grab my camera to capture the moment and as I started snapping away, she let out a huge sigh, ROLLED HER EYES and said "why you always have to take my picture, Mooooom?"
It completely caught me off guard, but, surprisingly, I did not want to pinch her leg! Infact, I wanted to kiss her all over and tell her that she is the funniest little girl I have ever known. However, I refrained because I KNOW that it won't be funny when she pulls that shit at 13.








That is SO funny and what a cute photo. You really have a skill for photography, Y.
I can't tell you how many times I got in trouble for rolling my eyes and sighing. My momster definately got tired of it by the time I reached 13!
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