So, I'm still dizzy with this ear infection, but I've got some groovy little eardrops now that have at least cut back on the itching and constant high pitched noises. I do however have to plug 'em up with cotton balls and if that don't make me look sweet, nothing will. Add all that to a ginormous zit in the corner of my mouth, and the guys they come a' running.
I'm having child difficulties. I can't seem to keep Kole in line without her sassing back at how I'm so mean, how I never let her do anything, and how everybody else gets to do things but her. For the longest time, just explaining to her how I have to work would suffice, because, that's the real root of the issue. I just don't have time to take her everywhere, and sign her up for all these events and activities that other parents do. It's not even the money anymore, it's simply a lack of time.
Lately, it feels like every twenty seconds I turn around and practically knock her over as she's following me around so much. I love her like crazy, but this clinginess is also getting to me. I'm trying to savour it, though, and am making conscious attempts and dropping what I'm doing to do more with her. In another couple of years or so, she's not going to want to spend as much time with me. The teen years are in sight, simply because it's hard not to notice how much she's grown already.
Adult reasoning suggests that she's getting more anxious about school starting up again, and I know that she's worried about being behind everyone else. Aside from growing intellectually and socially as a child, she's grown about 4 inches this summer. No shit. She's now wearing adult clothing, because she needs the length. Thank goodness for capris and skirts, but I'm worried about winter and outerwear. Buying new winter snow suits is going to be a treat this year.
She's going to be gorgeous, too. She already is. These four inches I think are all leg. We were walking in the mall, and I caught two young guys staring after her, which of course went unnoticed by her. Thank goodness for that, too.
So it is: she's already getting male attention, and I can't get anything but the look of oddness as I walk around with cottonballs in my ears and almighty zits.
And so it goes.