Oh goody

because this morning she decided to act out sexually.

and try to claim that I am an abusive parent like the ones that sexually molested her roommates at RTC.

she says she wants to wear straight jeans so she'll look "hot" for the boys.

She says she doesn't want to wear a belt so her pants will pop open in the back and the boys like it if they can see some of her butt.

and more.

but I really don't want to divulge it all.

I kept my calm (she told me all of this while I did dishes - good old basal root ganglia tasks that keep my frontal lobe cognitive reasoning sharp, steady and to the helm). I explained that 10 year old girls don't need to look hot, that grown ups don't need to look hot. That love is not about looking hot. That finding a partner to spend your life with is about learning to love, regardless of what you look like.

joys joys joys.

I nearly ripped the tight pants off her butt but opted for not hearing 25 minutes of ear-drum shattering, screaming and wailing instead.

No problems, those pencil leg jeans can go straight to the trash on laundry day. She'll never be the wiser since she can't keep track of what little is in her space anyway and since she's back to fake gagging at the sight of dirty underwear and thus hasn't touched the laundry since she's been home.