This is Sarrah. It's her birthday today. This is the face she makes when I tease her for something she said in reprimanding her child. I wish I could remember what it was, because it struck me as pretty funny.
She's getting better at reprimanding her child. I remember when Cece got reprimanded for playing with an electrical socket. It was melodramatic & uncomfortable. She took the scare tactic approach delivering an impassioned speech about electrocution. She takes the more no nonsense approach now. When Cece ate 50 Tums and wasn't allowed any dairy for the next couple days due to calcium overload, Sarrah just sat her down and had a conversation about how you shouldn't take grown up medicines even if they look like candy because then you might have to go to a place where you never get to see your mommy & daddy again (death, she's talking about the place of death). Which I suppose is also somewhat of a scare tactic, but I like to imagine the delivery was more calm & well-reasoned because that's just the truth, yo. I suppose either way worked though because Cece doesn't do either of those things anymore. I just always get uncomfortable around impassioned speeches.
Sarrah used to be named Sarah but she changed it in high school because she was feeling angsty & rebellious as high schoolers are want to do. Somehow it stuck. My mom still refuses to spell it that way. I think she feels a little put out that her spelling wasn't good enough. It's Sarrah's name though and I suppose she can do whatever she wants with it. Once you give someone something to have as their own you can't really dictate what they do with it.
I think I'll go take a shower now. Then perhaps I'll have time to stop somewhere and buy Sarrah a birthday present.
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