Today Juno and my sister are headed to a Fancy Hair & Tea Party. This is actually part of a belated birthday gift — on their birthdays, the kids get to have some special one-on-one time with their aunt while their mother gets to
lie on the couch, watch soap operas and eat bon-bons scrub the toilet without an audience.
I’ve been talking it up with Juno over the last few days. Here is a transcript of our latest conversation:
Me: “Juno! Today you’re going to your fancy tea party with Auntie Megan!”
Me: “No, sweetie, but you’ll have fancy food and you’ll get to use beads to make necklaces and bracelets and your hair will be soooo elegant.”
Juno: “No. Just drums. And Grandma and Grampa and Pumpkin and Casey and Auntie Megan.”
And then she got down from the table and walked away, as if ranking two dogs — one living, one deceased — ahead of my sister wasn’t a strong enough conclusion.