On the last day of school, Kate brought this home:
It’s a journal she kept throughout the last semester of school, and it’s pretty much the cutest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. It has all kinds of information in it about what she had for dinner and what a great mom I am. (For real, it does. She hasn’t read this blog to find out the truth!). So I read it and got all teary and stowed it away in my nightstand so that someday when she’s an obnoxious teenager, I can remember what a cute kid she was. And hopefully refrain from strangling her. (Come to think of it, I had probably better keep that thing handy for like, tomorrow.)
But apparently Kate’s now some kind of angst-ridden almost-first-grader. Either that or she has a boyfriend. Because when I got home from work today, I found this where the journal had been:
Translation: Mom I took my journal to my room. Do not come and get it.
Unfortunately for her, she left the depository of all of her deepest secrets on the coffee table. But not before she changed the title to something much more grown up.
LOL, “And don’t come get it!!!”
What, she’s already 14? Too cute.
Eeeeeek! I am very afraid!!!
I am proud of her for actually writing in it, I would always start a journal as a kid, make it two days and then I’d find the book 3 mos later under some dishes.
That is so cute. However, I have decided I am never sending Ellen to school; I don’t want her to grow up and keep secrets from me.
You are so screwed!
Like Mackenzie…I have several started and unfinished journals…thank goodness for WordPress!
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You and Kate are both funny. I love you, andy
Haha! Too cute, and a bit frightening all at the same time! She sounds like my daughter, oh so sassy! heehee…
The journals are actually a required class activity in kindergarten – Alex has one too, and YES, they are totally the cutest thing ever!! I still have Ellie’s as well, they really are cool to sit back and look at in a few years 😉
We did however continue the tradition and we call ours “summer journals”. I bought the kind that have the primary type lines and the top half isn’t lined and every week or two they do an entry and draw a picture. This will be our 3rd summer!
Oh my Momma! She is a hoot and yes you have your hands full, but really that’s the pot calling the kettle black because I am pretty sure I’m screwed as well!! 🙂