"Girls Girls Girls"

My dad used to say that as a phrase of endearment. He wanted boys and had 1 boy and 4 girls. Eliza is a girl. Of course, but I mean a girl. She had a big crush on a boy last year. Brady also liked her back, but he liked a few other girls too. This, of course, was all a secret told to Eliza's best friend, Rachel. This year a boy has a big crush on her and she doesn't have a crush on him. He is the cutest little boy ever. He is also good friends with her friend Rachel. I suggested she invite him to her birthday party since her step-brother and two of her boy cousins will be there. She sort of avoided the conversation.

Well... At bedtime I asked her if she finished her invitations so she could get them to her friends tomorrow. She replied by asking me to check my dresser. How curious. There was the cutest damn thing ever.... a note:

"To: Mom, From: Eliza... do I HAVE to Give an invatachon to Fox? p.s please don't make me."

I copied the spelling and emphases as much as possible. One part that HAS to be elaborated upon is the HAVE, which began as have was replaced with Have, to finally end up as HAVE with lines through the words and arrows directing me to the most important level of emphasis. I laughed, because I was overwhelmed with the desire to squeeze and kiss her. This was not the correct response, if any other mothers are taking note. I reassured her that she doesn't have to and that it was a sweet, sweet note. As I said, the cutest damn thing.