This morning...yeah. Just yeah. Alessandra missed her early morning nap, and she was a little bear. Tony kept trying to steal cheese slices out of the fridge, the dog was trying to lick spilled oatmeal off of the kitchen table, and I could go on and on but I would eventually like to have friends come over to visit every now and then, and I don't want to terrify anyone by describing a
Pink dress-$4 from a cosignment store in Bossier City. Score!
Tantrum: The face of a "strong willed" baby. Yes, let's go with strong willed.
Capris and shirt: Sale rack at White House Black Market, from last summer
Absence of jewelry: Courtesy of Alessandra. Whenever I'm holding her, my necklaces bother her and she reaches out and tries to yank off my earrings.
Damp, tangled hair that screams "I just jumped out of a 3-minute shower?" You're welcome.
Fortunately, both of the wee ones are napping right now, which means I'm going to take this opportunity to do our weekly grocery shopping. Alone. For those of you who don't have small children, grocery shopping alone is akin to relaxing on a tropical beach with a margarita in one hand and a good book in the other. Happy Sunday, everyone!