I wish I had a picture of how Claire started out this morning. Her clothes matched. Her hair was done and had a cute little bow in it (a bow that is apparently now lost forever).
Then while I was finally getting myself together this morning, she let herself out in the backyard to play. I got out there and this is what I found:
Bow missing, hair elastic that I thought was so tight it would be in there until next month - gone. Pants - gone. At least she did listen to me yelling down the stairs and got a "jacket" on; she found her winter coat from last year. I didn't even know where that thing was.
This is her shrugging her shoulders when I said, "Claire, where are your pants?"...
The pants were later found in the sandbox, filled with sand. She had taken them off and tried to tie a knot in the bottom of one leg to use it as a dirt-transportation device.
And here is Claire now. She went up to her room and got a new pair of pants on after running around in her diaper all afternoon. Doesn't she have some amazing fashion sense?...
1 comment:
Anyone who can get four little girls ready in the morning with matching clothes and bows in hair should be mother of the year! Call me and tell me your secret!
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