Any why would they?Sarah may be wearing a dress and plastic heels but she can get down and dirty with the best of 'em.
She's already the kind of girl I always wished I was. She's girly, pink, soft, and glittery on one hand and tough-as-nails, let's-play-in-the-dirt, I'm-not-afraid-of-anybody-or-anything on the other hand.
So today,when the boys told her they didn't want to play with her, she took it all in stride.
She came in the house, told me what happened and started singing the following song:
Boys are mean.
I don't care.
They aren't my friends.
I only like girls.
Boys are mean but not my brother.
Because booooooys arrrrrrre meeeeeeeean!
Alanis Morissette would be so proud!