From the time the Circus was born, all I ever wanted was for her to be a well-rounded kid.
I of course want her to be happy and laugh and play, but I also want her to appreciate music of all kinds, love aspects of both the city and the country, appreciate dressing up and sporting sweats, and so on.
Basically, I just want her to be anything but boring. I can’t even imagine what having a boring child would be like. What a travesty.
The Circus is most definitely, well-rounded.
I’m just not so sure every aspect of her well-roundedness is exactly what I had in mind.
Signs You’re Raising a Well-Rounded Child
She is passionate about margarita time.
As soon as she sees her daddy going for the liquor cabinet, she’s getting that shaker.
She heard it was National Margarita Day via the radio on the way to school last Thursday.
She was so excited.
So excited that she even announced it to her whole class and told her teacher she wanted to work in a Mexican restaurant so she could shake up margaritas all day.
Obviously, I’m doing something right in her raising.
She clothes her Barbies in dignity.
She may be naked wearing hooker boots, but she loves Jesus.
Every being gets equal-opportunity housing in her playroom.
Not where I figured a bull would live, but hey, what do I know?
She leads colorful conversations while playing with her Barbies.
Hand to God, that’s the conversation she was playing out between two Barbie dolls just outside the Dream House in her playroom the other day.
I’m partially blaming this one on her Pa, who created faux “Parole Papers” for her while they were playing bad guys one day.
When asked who a few of her favorite characters were…
Sandy. She said Sandy.
And did I mention she loves Dolly Parton?
I’d say most of my work here is complete.
Have a fantastic weekend. Perhaps shake up a few margaritas in the Circus’ honor.