Ha! That face cracks me up. I feel as though life this week is just one outtake after another. For example…
We spent the night at my in-laws the other night whereupon I discovered that I forgot to pack a pacifier. I was sure she had one in her mouth when we left the house. I felt like a terrible mother. Three hours of a screaming, non-sleeping Scarlette later, my sweet father-in-law went out and bought her one. At ten o’clock at night. I felt a little validated when I found the missing pacifier in the driveway when we returned home. Sadly, I did not notice said pacifier until I had already run over it with my car.
My house looks like it was hit with a glitter bomb. I had the foresight to contain all of my glittering in a single cardboard box, so as not to have a ridiculous clean up job upon completion of my mini frames. This was an excellent plan until I attempted to prevent Scarlette from pulling on the laptop cord, causing me to knock over the entire box of glitter.
Related: They should have cast my baby as Renesmee. She looks super cute covered in shimmery white glitter.
I was supposed to clean my house (see: glitter bomb) but I had cramps so instead Scarlette and I curled up in bed and watched the episodes I had missed of Once Upon A Time. Well, I watched them. Scarlette was busy concentrating on removing all of the rings off of her stacker and then pulling my hair when she was ready for me to put them all back on again. That’s not important. What’s important is: why did no one tell me how awesome this show is?
If you could see my hair today, you’d be like “Right. Outtake. That definitely needs a do-over.”
P.S. Katie G, you won the Moxie Mandie giveaway and Christine, you won the Gracious May giveaway! Check your emails ladies! This has nothing to do with outtakes except that I forgot to post the winners.
