Thursday I had dinner with my feisty girls. Arden had a day off. Lyric had been home from school two days with a fever. So, Lyric was feeling better and decided some Motrin would get her through a lunch out.

I can't decide whether to have a feisty or sassy lunch.


Lyric always sees the glass half clean!
Me: "Why did that grade drop?!"
Lyric: "At least the others stayed the same!"


They are growing up fast. Well, Arden is already there, but Lyric has changed over night.
Arden: "Mom, make Lyric take my pants off!"