In preparation for the portraits where she is seen repeating over and again, “MARLO. MARLO. MARLO!!”
Any major theme park is going to have a hard time impressing Marlo after the the party we threw when the lights went out.
What this needs is a pair of lacy fingerless gloves. And a quick game of Pac-Man.
I chose not to yell about vaccinations in this post except for the part where I yelled about vaccinations in this post.
She wanted to take a duck home but I told her it was illegal and potentially lethal.
Who wants to talk business when there is fresh baby smell and oh my god I just noticed that foot!
Yesterday she asked me if fifth grade is going to be harder than fourth grade and I pretended to black out so that I could change the subject.
From “Arabesque” and “Sound of Madrid” on the piano to something a little less technical on the iPad like “Candy Island,” “Toca Builders” and “Hair Salon.”
A marvelous surprise I found on my phone, and yes, it is now safely archived on two different hard drives.
She either wants to be this character or Elsa for Halloween, and she only has eight months to decide.