Mommy, Is Fashion a Bad Word?

So last week, I walked in on the Girl looking at herself in the mirror in the bathroom. She was posing and making pretty faces in the mirror. Then she hikes up her polka dotted dress and I hear these terrible words exit from her sweet little lips: "I'm SOOOoooo sexy..."

*Gulp*

I think my mouth literally dropped to the floor. I had to bend down and pick it up and roll it back into place. As my ears heard what she said, I could sense my inner self screaming out, "NOOOOooooo!!!!!!"

Now, keep in mind she is only 4 1/2. She really has no idea what that word implies. So I sat down with her and asked her where she heard that. Suprise surprise. A certain little girl at school. Now, I am not one to make judgements on people, but I believe it is safe to say that this certain little girls mother thats A LOT of pride on being the SEXIEST(aka most likely to have stepped out of the local strip club) mom in the daycare center. This basically means she wears things that are more appropriate for Barbies, and not for a grown woman who has plenty she needs to cover up.

So the Girl and I had along talk about why that word is NOT appropriate and that just because a certain someone says something, that doesn't mean she is allowed to repeat those things.

Fast forward to this morning... circa 8am.

"Mom, is fashion a bad word?"

No honey fashion is not a bad word. Why did you think that?

"Because I heard from [insert certain someone's name] and I wasn't sure if I should say it."

Ah. Ding ding ding. Something actually stuck! Little moments like that which help make a mom feel a little less of a repetitive robot squawking life instructions between serving mac and cheese and wiping poopy butts.

I turn around and what do I see? The Girl posing in the mirror saying, "Look, I'm SOOOO FASHION!!"

*shrug*

MarriedToTheArmy: Reporting for Duty

Hi out there in Normalville. I'm MarriedToTheArmy. Really I am. Well, not literally, my real name is Sarah. But I am married to the Army. My husband, which will from here on out be referred to as GI Joe, is an Active Duty Army solidier. We have one of those fairy tale stories... you know, met when we were really young, were high school sweethearts, then got married after being together for years and had kids. But you will hear more about that later...

All of this is very rare in the Army. I know a lot of Army couples who got married after months or even weeks of meeting, and a lot who actually met online. For all you Civilians out there, Army life is more different than you could ever imagine. I suupose part of the reason for this blog is to give all of you out there, all my civilian friends, strangers and hopefully even some more soon-to-be-friends, a REAL glimpse into Army life. It's harder, it's tougher, but so much more rewarding than you could ever imagine. I mean, I get to sleep next to a real life hero every night. Well, not every night. When he is not deployed. Well, technically not even then, I mean they go to the field to to train. But then they also have to go to Gunnery. And then I guess I can't forget schools. Schools where they can be gone for weeks and months at a time. But, I digress... I get to sleep next to a hero. That in and of itself is awesome and well worth every sacrifice we have ever made.

So here I am, MarriedToTheArmy. Reporting for Duty.