Welcome to the world of Lucinda Lou...

This is her. My daughter. This is typical Lou Lou. She is supposed to be napping, but instead she decided to sneak attack her sleeping baby brother with bombs of baby powder followed by globs of shaving cream and the final 'umphf' on top of the catastrophe cake was a shower of tampon confetti (don't fret it was a brand new box). A whippersnapper, firecracker and high spirited are all mild compared to what is my daughter. While some ask 'How do you deal?' I scoff and say that I prefer it this way. I hope we (her family) never do anything to diminish her unlimited boundless joyful enthusiasm for life. She is truly one of a kind and I wanna keep it that way. For-evah and evah evah. But on the other hand.... I will not confirm that I have chunks of hair not-so-mysteriously missing because of possible daily hair pulling nerve wracking patience super sucking events called 'adventures in raising a young lady'. 

On a side note, when I look at the pic above all I can think of is silence of the lambs when Buffalo Bill says "It rubs the lotion on its skin or else it gets the hose again"

Yeah, I'll give you the hose ;)



Poor little man. You can't see it in this picture but he has super sad little tear streaks. Oh buddy, I'm sorry. But again, don't worry that much. He was crying because he couldn't participate in the baby powder shaving cream rave that was exploding all around him cuz he was stuck in the pack-n-play. When I picked him up and set him down on the floor he immediately proceeded to lay down and roll around shrieking and giggling.



Ahhh parenthood.

(((((On another side side note. This non-sponsored color run minus the color & running was located at my parents house...... so it really should be AHHHHH!!!!!! Grandparent-hood

Thanks for stopping by! Awesome blossom jeweled top diy is on the agenda for today. So keep posted to the postings ;)