Geoff and I are going out for dinner tonight to celebrate our anniversary, while the kids have dinner with my folks.
A few moments ago, when I was talking about it with the kids, Lizzie's first question was to ask what I was going to wear. I said that I had no idea.
Lizzie's excited response: "I wanna style you up, Mommy!"
Where does she get this stuff?
Though, actually, I could use the help...style is much more Lizzie's forte than my own.
P.S. Lizzie is plotting...sitting there and seriously plotting my look for tonight. I don't understand people like her. :) She's mumbling to herself things like, "she needs to have makeup on...oh, and she needs to wear a dress...she never wears dresses...hmm...what to do...". I'm not sure how to handle this situation. I do plan to shower...