We had a weekend “task” sent home from Tatum’s daycare this weekend… to trace her body on a sheet of butcher paper, cut it out, and send it back.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
*wipes tears* no, I’m serious.
She’s FOUR. It took two of us to hold her down to get the outline drawn and even then, THIS is what we ended up with:
Wtf? One impossibly skinny leg, one somewhat normal leg with a cankle, freakishly large hands with fat but crooked fingers, a lumpy waist (not that I can judge on THAT lol), no neck, and what the hell is going on in the shoulder area? Oh, and don’t forget that flat part of her head that looks like her skull has been flattened but is actually me trying to avoid getting permanent marker in her ridiculous mass of hair.
I hope the other kids look as effed up on paper as she does, cause that just ain’t right. (Does that make me a bad person? I mean, I don’t hope the other kids are ACTUALLY effed up, I just don’t want to be the only parent with zero skills… because how the heck do you get a ticklish four year old to lie still for longer than 3.5 seconds???)
