Me: “Ren, what do you want to be for Halloween?”
Renaissance: [shrugs shoulders] “Meh.”
Me: “Does that mean you don’t want to dress up for Halloween?”
Renaissance: “Meh.”
Me: [inhales and exhales slowly] “Please use English words to convey what thoughts are going through your brain right now regarding this year’s Halloween costume.”
Renaissance: “I don’t know. Maybe a witch?”
Me: “I can do witch. What kind of witch?”
Renaissance: “Meh.”
Me: [has an aneurysm explode in my brain] “I’m going to restate my request for actual words.”
Renaissance: “How about a 1950s witch?”
Me: [heart skips a beat as ears perk up] “That’s…oddly specific? What’s the vision?”
Renaissance: “Meh.”
Me: [death glare]
Renaissance: “How about a cat or a pumpkin on a circle skirt?”
Me: “I can do that.”
Hard to get an idea of what she wants. Is she still not happy, or what is going on with her?Sorry, she is not pleased. Does she respond to Dad? I know this is frustrating for you.
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That sounds adorable!
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