Thursday, November 2

Day two: No takers on The Reflex exchange for topics, eh?

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She walked again so I think this newly acquired skill might become a habit.

Hmmm... not quite sure if I should be happy about it or not. Increased mobility means more exercise for me and due to my sloath-like qualities (that make me very endearing), this could be a problem. On the other hand, she will be able to fetch me snacks.

Momma likes her snacks.

9 comments:

jen said...

i can't believe you can let her walk around in those shoes and tights and not totally lose it from the adorableness every single minute....love it.

something blue said...

The possibilities are endless. Snacks, remote control, a ringing phone...

She makes those ghost tights come alive! Oh my... cuteness overload.

ali said...

love the tights. can i get me a pair?

Bri said...

hey at least you're posting! Two days down 28 to go! I'm glad I got something to read everyday too. Those tights are too cute!

Lisa b said...

love the tights
reminds me of the wizard of oz

her bad mother said...

Totally wicked witch tights (E has them too!)

And, um, getting you snacks? Mwah ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Beth said...

I love her outfit!
Yeah, maybe she could start making lunch too?

GIRL'S GONE CHILD said...

I LOVE the tights. Like Raggedy Anne! I MISS Raggedy Anne!

Mother Bumper said...

Tights are from the (dreaded) Gap and have a big ass heart on the butt. I bought them when she was a newborn and they were in the sale bin. HBM can confirm my addiction to baby tights, I just can't stop buying them. I wish they made those designs in my size at that price. I have this cute pair with cupcakes all over them for when she is taller and I WANT THEM FOR MYSELF. Regarding the "dreaded" when describing the Gap - it's just have some issues with that store but yet I have bought three things since she was born (all super great and well made) and some of the best gifts came from there. But I still feel icky when I shop there. Like a thousand little sweat shops are sobbing when the cash register goes ding. But I'm weird like that.

Regarding how I don't explode when she walks around looking so damn cute - I do explode... our apartment is a MESS!