Dear Daughter,
I know you really, really, really, really want me to make you that Pettiskirt for picture day on friday, but I just don’t think I can. I should have said so when you first asked me, but I really, really, really, really wanted to make it for you.
You see, I do everything I can to get you what you want and what you need. The fact that I had no mother to show me the ropes leads me to bending over backwards, twisting, contorting, and yes, making promises that I shouldn’t just do make you happy. It is killing me softly.
I am exhausted, bleary eyed, and still have a show to prepare for this weekend. I simply don’t have the time this week to make that skirt , show you how to knit, answer random philosophical questions, and anything else you may come up with for me this week. I need sleep, and help, not another project.
So I am sorry. You will not have that skirt for friday. I hope this doesn’t send you to the therapist when you’re 30. Trust me, the world will not end, and you will still look lovely no matter what you wear in the picture.
Love,
Mommy
AfroMartha 
You have to come with a consolation gift……..it works every time. She’ll forget all about the skirt, my parents did it to me all the time.
Lol… My husband is going to get her a dress for picture day…I hope that counts.
At least you can sew. I can’t even do that but I will learn this year.
@Aleemah,
I like sewing accessories…stuff that doesn’t require fitting. Maybe you can start there.
… LOL! Don’t feel guilty! Besides, isn’t photos from the waist up, anyway?
Oh I’m over the guilt… It’s funny I didn’t think of it like that. You can’t see the foofy skirt part anyway, good point. Oh well, she got a new dress out of it.