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Dear Reader,
This morning I woke up to find my 4 year old shirtless, eating cereal at the table, swinging her legs.
Where's your shirt? I asked.
We needed it. She replied.
Okay.
I went up stairs and got ready. She finished her granola and followed me around, opening drawers, putting on lipstick, filling up the sink up with water and sticking her feet in.
We grabbed all of the laundry and started a load. 
Time for all naughtly little girls to put on their shirts. I said. Let's go find it.
It's for the prince. She said.
12 comments:
AHHAAHAHAHAHAH! I LOVE IT! Love. it. It was most definitely needed.
I KNEW we should have snagged her when we had the chance. It's not too late. . . .
Verrrry cute!
Seriously. Why do we live so far apart?!?!?
SO cute! What a great imagination!
Your pride and joy that you spent so long making!? And they love it so much that they use their clothing as props?! What could make a mother more proud!?!?!? :)
Reminds me of the girl that tied a jump rope around her neck and threw it over the edge of the jungle gym at school. Right after we had read Rupunzel.... Yours is much safer though. Cute.
That is beyond cute. Can't wait to see you...
This post is sugary-sweet on so many levels...from the beautiful doll's house, impeccable toy organisation, and stunning photography...down to the adorable content. What a doll! Oh no, an unintentional pun...what's a girl to doooooo? Leave it, is what. You're welcome.
That is so adorable. I love the way you tell the story, Ralphie!
how delicious. I love coming to have a browse on your blog...it's delightful
I have come back to this post a couple of times, I just love your photography and your entries! I can't help but smile everytime I read this!! :)
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