My Girls,  Parenting

Fist Fights, Fang Fingers, And Fancy Nancy


Just outside the Sommet Center, Miss C and the hubby strike a pose, while Miss A  disses the mamarazzi.


Miss C, Miss A, mommy and daddy were overjoyed when their good friend Mr. Lonnie offered them free tickets to last Saturday’s Predators preseason NHL game downtown in the big city. (Overjoyed is a fancy word for happy.)


Mommy told Miss C it would be chilly in the arena, so Miss C made sure she wore her most fabulously chichi pink scarf. (Chichi is a fancy word for, what else, fancy.)


Miss C and Miss A loved their first NHL experience. They munched on cotton candy and they became quite adept at “fang fingers” and shouting “Let’s Go Predators!” By the end of the game, Miss A was in her sock feet , though, and not paying a lick of attention to the game. She did a great job of flirting with the couple sitting one row up and nearly sticking a foot in Daddy’s super-sized draft beer. (Adept is a fancy word for doing something really well.)


Miss C and Miss A also were enamored with the fist fights on the ice. (Fist fights is a fancy word for white trash, but it’s all good when in the context of pro hockey.)


So do your girls love Jane O’Connor’s Fancy Nancy books?

I'm Jamie, a 50-year-old Nashville working mom desperately seeking a few moments of Zen and zinfandel. I love to travel, find great deals, and talk with my hands. My husband and I have two daughters, three dogs, one cat and too much laundry. Email me at blondemomblog @ gmail.com.

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