...don't mix well.
I love getting my two little girls ready for Sunday church. They are so cute and I have some wonderful hand-me-down dresses that they have acquired. I was especially excited for Baby's dress because it was recently given to me and is lace and satin-type, white and pink and so girly. I got her cute little hair all curly with a little water and hairspray and a cute bow (of course).
Now that the girls were all ready I needed to get ready and with only 20 minutes to go before I needed to leave I needed to get a shower in and look presentable quick.
So, I employed Brother's services to keep and eye on her and make sure she doesn't get into the markers that he and Sister were coloring with on the floor of the exercise/study room.
I hop into the shower and then I hear someone open the bedroom door.
"Hello?"
"Hello."
It was Marc. I just figured he was coming in to say he was home and then he opens the shower curtain and Baby's head pops through, smiling as big as could be...
I won't say any more, I'll just show you the pictures that Marc took. (Bless his heart for knowing I would want to blog about this.)
You can't really tell, but the marker (black, mind you) is all over the dress too.)
Sorry, Amy... but Shout did a great job getting it out and she will be wearing it this Sunday, sans marker.
(smile)
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I will let you in on a little secret that I learned years ago. You get ready first, then get the kids ready and leave. It works a lot better that way. But, then you won't have anything to blog about. Big toss up.
She looks quite pleased with herself!
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