Donna, seen in this recent picture when she visited after Baby Mitchell was born, is the seventh child in the family, and follows 3 brothers and 1 sister out into the mission field. She reports to the MTC on July 30th. She is excited in her own understated "Donna" way, but is understatedly less enthusiastic about experiencing hurricanes and high humidity. As a fellow thick-hair sufferer, I felt it my duty to warn her about the effects of humidity on her hair. So if you happen to see Sister Law on a street corner, welcome her by tossing her some hair gel and yelling, "Go back to Idaho, you frizzy-haired church freak!!" (That's code for "Hello, Friend!")
In other news, our fridge is no longer in the entryway, and, thanks to one of Rheanna's talkative friends, yesterday I had to sit down and explain to her what a "period" is. As with all information I dispense to them, I am less annoyed at having to explain "what" than at having to explain "when." Because now I get to look forward to this:
"Mommy, when is it going to start?"
"Not for a while, Honey."
"Is it going to happen when I'm 12?"
"I don't know."
"Next year?"
"No."
"Next week?"
"No."
"Tomorrow?"
"No."
"Mommy, is it starting right now?"
Glare and growl.
3 comments:
Congratualtions Donna! And we love you, frizzy hair or no!
I don't know if you remember, but I clearly remember getting ready to take a bath (in the bathroom at the old house...with no walls), and you pointing to the tampons on the shelf and asking me if I knew what they were for. Then you taught me about periods too. I don't remember what you said, but I was horrified. I'm guessing you had just had the 5th grade movie...ah, memories.
I was so excited to point those out to someone because I had looked at those for the longest time and wondered what the heck they were. Once I had the answer I really wanted to share my newfound knowledge with someone else. I was horrified to learn about periods too.
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