Miss L. is a rush junkie. The spring wind has smitten her. Everytime the wind blows, she laughs as though God is playing "Tickle Monster" with her. This was from leaving Toys R Them. I know it's probably illeagel in like, 10 states, but seriously- how can something so simple, bring so much joy?
As the temperature rises I realize how much easier it is to give L. a bath rather than spraying on Shout, letting it set, setting the stain in Oxyclean until I put a load of clothes in the wash. So, yes, this is going to be her attire from here on out when gardening with Mommy.
Yes baby, I'm sorry. You will be that dirty little kid. (sorry for the poor quality pics. I find myself taking all of my pictures with my cell phone anymore. I really need to get a new camera!)
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"Everytime the wind blows, she laughs as though God is playing "Tickle Monster" with her." - I love this line...it is just so telling how beautiful life is and how much more in tune babies are to the wonders of the world.
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