Every time I post about Matilda growing out of a phase, she waits an hour and brings that phase back. For example, Week Seven is really no quieter than Week Six. Week Seven is, in fact, too loud to talk on the phone. She might think it's funny now? But just wait till I pick her up from school in short shorts and hot rollers. In front of all her friends. Who'll be laughing then, huh? HUH, LITTLE GIRL?
