
Look who got a certificate for being Liza's Hero...no, not her wonderful, hardworking, patient, incredible, give you a treat whenever you want, tries her best not to flip out when forcing you to practice piano, most favorite mom...no. Looks like piggy takes it all. The reason piggy won, well, he just does one thing..."pigy helps me go to sleep"
I should think about doing a whole lot less around here. Oh wait, I already do.

Last night Eliza came to me while I was making dinner (it was a gourmet dinner consisting of 2 boxes of Arthur shaped Mac & Cheese) to show me the outfit she had picked out for school. Yes there are two belts...quite stylishly placed. Lately she has been loving a side ponytail with a headband. This
ensemble reminds of outfits my sister Tammy would put together...no really, they were cute (like the star spangled banner dress?)
I have learned that all that really matters is that if a girl feels cute...she is.
(This rule does not apply to anyone over 10)