I said: We need warm clothes to go on a walk because it’s cold outside.
She heard: Put on your frilliest tu-tu, cowgirl boots, and hoodie because, hey, it’s Friday night.
It’s time to rock the playground with my ladylike moves!
And chat with the boys through the big, yellow slide!
And maybe find a special someone to cuddle up with and gaze at the clouds.
And maybe, just maybe, I’ll walk on the wild side! And by “wild side” I mean in the middle of the road! By MYSELF.
If no one stops me, that is.
Well, it was a good night. With good company. And a good outfit.
I always come home a little frazzled, but I can’t complain.