Put me in the outdoors and I can hang with the best of them. If God had given me boys, I was also known as the queen of kickball, can throw a pretty good forward pass, love to fish (if Todd gets the fish off for me), can totally do the khaki/jeans as attire and generally am ok at most boy things. BUT>>>>>> God, in his great wisdom, decided to take a perfectly fine boy Mom (me) and the testosterone charged Dad (Todd) and place 3 little angels in their care. Believe me...I question this decision often. My girls are short-changed, to say the least, in getting me for their Mom and Todd does not have a girly bone in his body. So, I was Mom Extraordinairre last Friday when I did the "girl" thing as best that I could. We went to a make-up store (who knew they had one in Fort Smith), got Tara's ears pierced, and Nene took them to the nail salon to get their nails done. I bought everyone glitter make-up and tried to act like I knew what to do with it. Hannah said "What's up with you Mom?" several times. I fixed my hair and dressed up for the luncheon and wore heels without taking them off for the whole 3 hours! Man, being a girl is a lot of work!!!
