Alex, is always reaching for that one thing that is just out of her grasp, and not giving anyone peace until she obtains it. She exhausts herself many times chasing things only to find they're not all they're cracked up to be. I am proud of how she is learning from these experiences and starting to make wiser choices in her life.
Abby, well, she's perched on the top of a flag pole and watches as the world parades past her. She reaches out and plucks up the interesting, funny or weird things to examine a little more closely. I get aggravated sometimes as she can be immature and silly and then I realize, no she's not! She is acting like an old fashioned twelve year old.
You know, the kind that grew up in the seventies. Now don't get me wrong, she shaves her legs and likes the cell phone she bought with her birthday money (especially since our family plan has unlimited texting) but she still thinks that running around in the yard at dusk to gather up a jar full of lightening bugs to let loose in her room when she goes to bed is time well spent. I am glad she is still satisfied with being a kid and not rushing to grow up.
When it comes to fashion, Alex always knew exactly what she liked and didn't like. I can remember taking her shopping and at three years old she would "test" the skirts by pulling them out to see how far they stretched. The best ones stretched way out and were good for twirling. If it didn't twirl, it wasn't for my girl!. To this day Alex still knows exactly what she likes and cannot be talked into or out of anything.
On the other hand, we have Abby. Who, when she was younger, seemed to get most of her fashion tips from Punky Brewster, who apparently was dressing a lot like many gang members of today. After awhile she then leaned more toward a Pippi Longstocking style of dress and has slowly but surely morphed into her own Abby Style.Abby style would mean you will have on comfortable clothing, that matches mind you, and your hair in some sort of an "up do". When she was in the 3rd grade, I thought her penchant for this particular hair style was because she didn't like having her hair fall into her face all the time. I soon realized it was because she couldn't get the rats nest of tangles brushed out of her hair and she would just twist it up and secure it with a rubber band to hide the mess.
By the time 5th grade rolled around she decided it was better to learn to get the tangles out because sooner or later I was gonna get ahold of it and nobody is happy when mom has to brush a weeks worth of tangles out of your hair.
Abby will also be sporting some sort of temporary tattoo, ink stamp or perhaps some stick on jewels. So, if you see her with a diamond stud on her nose, or a big sunshine tattoo over her belly button, well one is secured by a magnet and the other will come off with rubbing alcohol.
I am going to come out with my own line of fake tattoos for adults. I love tattoos and would have one today if I could only decide exactly what to get. Let's face it, I can't even settle on a hair style/color for very long, can you see me with a tattoo forever emblazoned on my bod?
I have decided with my current state of indecision, there must be many folks out there that feel the same way. So, I will have "Temp Tatts" for the undecided of the world and open up shop next door to a real Tattoo place. That way once you are really ready, and have given that tattoo a test run, you can then go next door for the real deal. No buyers remorse there! I'll be sure and make an announcement when I open up shop. Temp Tatts, coming to a location nearby soon.....
As it stands, I go through the day with whatever "tattoo" or hand stamp Abby has put on my hand or arm while I am driving down the road or when I'm totally distracted by the computer. Sunday when I reached down to get something out of my purse I noticed a dolphin stamped on my hand. I wonder if my fellow worshipers wondered what club I frequented the night before that stamped your hand with that as you entered......
© 2010 Annette Bagley-Martin
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