Cheerleaders wear uniforms, not costumes.
It is a squad of girls, not a team.
( This is for any mom out there who doesn’t know the cheer lingo. Hopefully I can help you before you embarrass your daughter. It’s too late for me!)
Cheerleaders wear uniforms, not costumes.
It is a squad of girls, not a team.
( This is for any mom out there who doesn’t know the cheer lingo. Hopefully I can help you before you embarrass your daughter. It’s too late for me!)
As I looked out the living room window at the bird feeders, I saw the male cardinal. The male and female are normally together, but this time he was alone. I called Matthew over to the window, and he whispered, ” Yeah, that’s the carnival with the short hair and sunglasses”.
The female has a mohawk, and very little black on her face around her eyes. The male has a lot of black around his eyes, thus the sunglasses. And no matter how clearly I enunciate c-a-r-d-i-n-a-l, he still says carnival.
That youngest boy of mine! He makes me smile