Last week Katelyn had her preschool graduation. They had to come dressed as what they wanted to be when they grew up *roll* I tried hard to talk her into ANYTHING else but a princess..but she wouldn’t budge. I am not dressing you in one of those god awful disney princess dresses..so what elese am I going to do, dress you as a Tasmanian Real estate agent?

Accidentally, while trying to find something else in the monster of a linen cupboard that contains very little linen and very much puter bits I found this dress that was given to us years ago and I felt guilty to through it out while it still fit someone.

I HATE going to these things, no matter how hard you try..you cry. The tongue on the roof of your mouth thing can only help you so much. You even cry at other peoples kids you don’t even know! How embarrassment!!

We had cake and biccies and got the hell out of there.

Thank god the awful dress fell apart, she thought she was going to wear it every day to big school *crying* I don’t even want to think about that!