The other day I came down stairs to tell Anya it was time to take a nap and found her like this.
I'm glad we were on the same page.
During preschool last week, Anya and I were working on our numbers. We had quite the funny conversation after she finished:
Me: Great job! You are such a smartie pants!
Anya: I'm not a smartie pants.
Me: You're not?
Me: You're not?
Anya: No, I'm not wearing pants, I'm wearing a dress!
. . .sneak a cutie into the basket.
Here are the girls goofing around with the fan on a hot day. (Don't worry, I was overseeing the fun.)
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