Its the eyes.

She has these big, blue eyes….. and she knows how to use ’em.

But it doesn’t work on me…

I’m strong.

I have to admit, I almost caved, though, the day she didn’t want to wear this dress to church, because….

It makes my knees hurt, she said.

Then she hit me with the eyes.

And I almost, almost, for a split second, fell under her spell and burst into anguished tears over the pain and suffering I had caused my child by trying to make her wear a dress to church that made her knees hurt.

But I’m stronger than that.

Barely.