Eleven-year-old, multi-tasking: decorating gingerbread men and compiling her class Christmas card list while making three-way phone calls discussing such things as the pros and cons of dating eighth graders. Talking to this girl, talking to that girl, lots of giggling and screaming, hurting each other’s feelings, making up, hanging up, calling again.
Princess: “I did not say you were fat.”
Me, having overheard way too much by this point: “Girls are SO sensitive!”
Princess: “I was talking to JACOB! Jacob, my mom thinks you’re a GIRL!”
I’m not entirely convinced that boys are much better at that age…
On December 15, 2007 at 10:09 am
mary beth says:
I remember those days.
On December 15, 2007 at 2:33 pm
Tori Lennox says:
On December 15, 2007 at 2:43 pm
It’s getting harder and harder to multitask although I still try
On December 15, 2007 at 3:35 pm
I used to be able to do things like that. Not any more. :no:
On December 15, 2007 at 3:50 pm
Alice Audrey says:
Poor Jacob! You know boys can be so sensitive. He could get a complex from this.
On December 15, 2007 at 4:13 pm
I can barely do one thing at a time anymore!
On December 15, 2007 at 5:23 pm
Poor Jacob! 😆
On December 15, 2007 at 7:25 pm