Well, I taught at the crack of dawn today. It was fun, though I went through the rest of the day in a bit of a trance. I probably got about 5 hours sleep, maybe less. I am so not cut out for motherhood (though I like kids). I can't imagine operating on this amount of sleep all the time.

Anyhow, I went for a walk after dinner (baked ziti, cooked by me) because I felt like I had a "food baby" after eating that dish. When I came back, D had My Super Sweet Sixteen on. Can I say that show is weird and disgusting? And hard to look away from?

Memorable moments:

*When one girl says, "It is such an heiressmobile" (referring to the BMW her daddy got her).
*When a boy pats a tiger, and the tiger licks his face! This was cute. But then he got all sulky when the tiger trainer explained NJ's strict liability laws for wild animals - got to keep him in a cage. "This will ruin my party," he explained.

Wow.

Then they showed a snippet from Tiara Girls - they were apparently training girls for the interview portion of a beauty pageant. One girl kept saying "liberry" (and yes, she was older than 6) and drew a blank when they asked her to name the president of the US.

It's not rocket science.

Comments

Anonymous said…
I love and despise that show.

My favorite was the one where the birthday girl hired a professional dancer to reenact the last scene from Dirty Dancing with her- complete with The Lift.

The grand entrances they come up with are pretty funny, too.
10:33 AM
Elsa said…
I'm with Liz - I despise that show, but sometimes, if I'm surfing, I'll stop and watch it. I hate myself for that.

I hope you got more sleep last night.
1:18 PM
Bearette said…
Thanks, Elsa. I actually slept from 11 to 4 (???), but there's always tonight :)
2:35 PM
Reighnie said…
I've seen that show.I kept wondering if it were for real. I also wonder what will happen to those children when their perfect little worlds come crashing down and they have to face something real.

What is wrong with these parents? I understand wanting your children to have something better than you did but that's excessive, especially when they don't seem to deserve or appreciate it.
3:04 PM
Caro said…
I've seen that show. I hate those kids but watch in horrified disbelief.
8:57 PM
Lora said…
Yoga at dawn, how romantic...

And nobody is cut out for the lack of sleep of motherhood, but it is so worth it.
11:07 AM
Bearette said…
Aww...
11:18 AM
Bearette said…
Liz - I remember him walking in with a crown and a scepter ;)
12:38 PM
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