Which is why I kind of wondered who this kid was, when the photos came home. Needless to say.....we didn't buy any photos. I know, I know - I should have. You know, for bribery material when she's a teenager.
But even I couldn't be THAT mean:
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Sigh.... I can't wait for her hair to be a wee bit longer, so these adorable pigtails will stay in all the time!
Friday, January 22, 2010
Monday, September 28, 2009
Sleeping beauty
The other night M came out of Monkey's bedroom with a smile. So I snuck in to see her before turning off her light.
And there she was, asleep, with a doll (Felicity from American Girl), next to her on the pillow. Their brunette hair was mingled, tangled in slumber.
If I could have taken a photo I would. Instead the sight will have to linger in my memory. My sleeping beauty.
And there she was, asleep, with a doll (Felicity from American Girl), next to her on the pillow. Their brunette hair was mingled, tangled in slumber.
If I could have taken a photo I would. Instead the sight will have to linger in my memory. My sleeping beauty.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
A ha!
I figured it out.
Monkey wanted her toes painted because Bunny had her toes painted when she visited us!
Oh lordy. Keeping up with cool kids, already.
Monkey wanted her toes painted because Bunny had her toes painted when she visited us!
Oh lordy. Keeping up with cool kids, already.
Twinkle Toes
Monkey has been bugging me to paint her toes for a while.
So, last Monday night I painted her toes. A bright iridescent reddish pink. Just like mommy! (You Rock-apulco Red! by Opi, if you must know...)
She was grinning, ear to ear, like I've never seen her grin before. You'd have thought I just handed her the keys to heaven....or daddy's heart. Daddy, by the way, groaned and claimed he'd gotten older, just watching his baby girl morph into a teenager before his eyes......
Turns out that Tuesday at school, when they went to the playground to frolic in the sprinklers, she wouldn't get in. This, from the girl who usually LEADS the charge into the sprinklers! Plus that day it got into the 90s and was super hot and muggy.
But no. She told Jenna, her beloved teacher, that she "didn't want to get her toes dirty." Apparently it took over 30 minutes to break down her resolve!
Grandma Larson is going to bond with Monkey on our coming vacation. She, too, LOVES to have pretty toes.
So, last Monday night I painted her toes. A bright iridescent reddish pink. Just like mommy! (You Rock-apulco Red! by Opi, if you must know...)
She was grinning, ear to ear, like I've never seen her grin before. You'd have thought I just handed her the keys to heaven....or daddy's heart. Daddy, by the way, groaned and claimed he'd gotten older, just watching his baby girl morph into a teenager before his eyes......
Turns out that Tuesday at school, when they went to the playground to frolic in the sprinklers, she wouldn't get in. This, from the girl who usually LEADS the charge into the sprinklers! Plus that day it got into the 90s and was super hot and muggy.
But no. She told Jenna, her beloved teacher, that she "didn't want to get her toes dirty." Apparently it took over 30 minutes to break down her resolve!
Grandma Larson is going to bond with Monkey on our coming vacation. She, too, LOVES to have pretty toes.
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