Her Tomboy

Dressed in patent leather shoes, pretty dresses with tights, and the pigtails to match, my sisters were always pretty little girly-girls. I was the girl my mom always fought to get in the dress when we had to go someplace nice. She would tug that dress over my head as I whined my loudest objection and resisted to the best of my ability. She always won--after threatening that I would be wearing dresses for a week if I didn't just cooperate, even though I am pretty sure now that she didn't have a daily dress battle in her. She would pull up my stockings, and buckle my shoes... and then came the brush! Oh, the pulling and tugging that always took place when she wanted my out of control platinum curls in pigtails or a braid. After the tears fell down my cheeks from torture that seemed as though it would never end, I would be mommy's pretty girly-girl number three! I would then run outside to join my sisters standing by the car or sitting in the porch swing waiting to leave.
Here are some interesting facts: Patent leather shoes make a great sound when you rub them together, tights itch something terrible, and standing in one place is not fun when you are a kid. Riding your bike is WAY MORE FUN!!!
I'd undoubtedly get bored waiting to leave and dart to the garage, grab my bike, and ride as fast as I could down the driveway and up to little Bobby's yard, where my friends, all boys, were playing a game of kickball. After the customary teasing about my dress and pigtails, and my typical "shut-up" response, I join the game. Eventually my mother starts calling my name with obvious frustration in her voice. I say goodbye and hop back on my bike, riding up to my driveway. I drop my bike and walk up to my "pretty" family. Disheveled and dirty, my tights have a tear in the knee, my shoes are scuffed, my dress now covered with dirt and grass stains, and my once perfect pigtails are falling out and sticking to my face with sweat. I was 100% Tomboy.
Today, I love being a girly-girl. I look forward to getting my hair and nails done, and enjoy dressing up and looking nice. I love to shop as much as the next girl and I have an addiction to shoes. But I still love to get dirty and play hard, and I can definitely play well with the boys. If only my mom could see me now! ***I love you mom!***

I will keep you posted -destiny