Leta has been taking piano lessons for, what, a month and a half? Wait, scratch that. The both of us have been taking lessons because I’m learning just as much as she is. SHHH! Don’t tell her teacher. Or the police because technically I’m stealing. Or my bishop! GAH! Then I couldn’t take the sacrament [...]
A pink velvet tufted bench? Yes, please. I need somewhere to sit so I can put on my glass slippers.
That she has to mar her adorable little body with those things on her feet. Add that to the fact that she has marker all over her legs and we haven’t cleaned that up? CLASS.