Tighty whities

And now, for your pure enjoyment, I give you this look at The World of Little A and her cronies:

Friend: I got Little A in trouble at school today.
Me: Really, how?
Friend: Well, she kept tapping me on the arm and I didn't look up and she kept tapping and then the teacher saw her and told her "you are disrupting my teaching and her learning".
Me: Oh my .
Little A: Well, I was trying to tell her that I could see Jesse's underwear.
Me: Annnnd, that couldn't have waited until lunch?
Little A: I might have forgotten!!!!
Me: Tragic.
Friend: I always see Jesse's underwear. He wears tighty whities.
Little A: What are tighty whities?
Friend: You know....how our underwear is tight, tighty whities are like that, but white all over with BIG GRAY STRAPS.
Little A: Ewwwww!


Please men and boys, I implore you, don't let the big gray straps on your tighty whities get slack or hang out of your pants because then 8-year old girls will be giggling and ewwing about you forever.

I packed little A another little lunch today:

It included a little starry note about what a star she is. :) There's a rice star, star shaped apple slices with peanut butter in the middle, pomegranate, salad (lettuce...salad means lettuce to Little A) with a little container of balsamic vinaigrette (the only dressing she'll ever eat), and star shaped dill havarti. Yum.

Tomorrow I'm hoping will be Finished Object Friday. Trying to get my act together for Christmas so I'm going to see if I can post some finished object every Friday. Ha! You'll have to forgive me if I start to consider ONE sock a finished object.