Giggles. Tears. Jitters. Nerves. Laughter.
Oh, she’s fine. I’m talking about me.
My girl’s going to school today.
That’s pretty much all I can think.
Okay, I know you can’t see my shoes. I know that. I took the photos in a field of flowers and forgot to make sure you could see my shoes. Can I just tell you that I’m wearing brown and beige strap sandals? Would that suffice this time?
I hope so, ’cause this was a casual day that turned into a hectic running around the city with my toddler kind of day. And so I forgot the shoes.
What do you think of when you hear ‘hot mess”? Is it someone in disarray but who has some semblance of charm or beauty? If so, I’d like to think that you’d think of me. Hopefully.
This odd, nerdy, and yes, often klutzy girl can be found trying to take a picture with her backpack falling off. Catching her hat, like it’s supposed to magically save the backpack. Opposite directions really!
C’est la vie. *sigh*
Children have this uncanny ability to say the most obvious things in a way that makes them seem profound. Or at least in a way that signals that it is profound to them.
“My dog likes to smell stinky things….my dog….likes to smell…STINKY things.”
Case in point.
I look at my girl, “Honey, do you know that I love you?”
“Yup.”
“You do?”
“Yup. ‘Cause you take care of me when I sick. And you make me spaghetti! That my favorite dinner. You make it for me a lot!”
There you have it. That’s how you know someone loves you.
Walking along with my girl, she lets out a fart, giggles, then says, “‘Scuse me!”
She pauses, then continues, “You have to say ‘scuse me when you fart.”
Long pause.
Her brows furrow, and she secretly whispers to me, “Sometimes Daddy farts and doesn’t say ‘Scuse me.”
Another pause.
Then, “That’s RUDE!”
What more do I need to say?
Recent election day had the whole family going down to the polls. My girl was very interested in what we were doing. So that evening, she and I had a conversation. It went like this:
Went into a shop recently. I got an email notification that the sale items were an extra 50% off that day. So I walk in and browse the new arrivals, and the lady walks up to me and asks, “Are you looking for something in particular, or are you needing a whole new wardrobe?”
Several things ran through my mind at once. One, do I look like I need a whole new wardrobe? Really? Two, what kind of person goes into a store to buy a whole new wardrobe? That’s not me being a smart ass, that’s me genuinely curious. I could never afford to do that. Three, how nice would it be to just walk into a shop and buy a whole new wardrobe, complete with fully crafted outfits. And finally, four, bless you for thinking that I can afford to just go in and buy a whole new wardrobe! Freelance artist here – just point me to that extra 50% off sale section.
I answered, “No. Just having a look around.” Yeah, for that sale section.
Asymmetrical Dress – Threadsence // Long Cardigan – Hem&Thread // Tights – hansel from basel // Socks – UO // Bag – Matt by Matt&Nat // Boots – Locale // Necklace – unknown // Rings – Body Blue
Epic fail as a fashion blogger. That’s what this Winter has caused. I’m wearing the same warm winter boots in every outfit because that’s the only thing that I can wear without my toes freezing off! How sad is that? Plus, my shots – excepting today – are mostly just outside my home as it’s way too cold to travel far for some inspired backgrounds. And finally, there’s perpetual red nose on me *that I could photoshop away, except that I’d like to stay honest with you guys* from the bitter wind.
I’m sooo way past ready for Spring.
Have a great weekend. See ya for more red nosed, winter boot outfits.
Baby Girl. Ugh, we’ve been trying to get her to go poo on the toilet. Which is a lot harder than it sounds. She holds onto it. She will go first thing in the morning before we get her diaper off, or hold it all day and go at night once the diaper is back on. No budging what so ever. So after giving up that struggle, we have bought a little bag of chocolate and reward her with a treat when she goes poo on the toilet.
Now she holds it and only goes a little bit at a time. Getting thrice the number of treats. She’s a scammer that one. She’s way smarter than us.
