After dinner, Miss Priss even requested I put bows in her hair. She usually only lets her locks fall freely. No ponytails or ribbons for this girl. This was as close as she would let me get to pigtails, but doesn't she look precious? I just could eat her up!
We made it to the park, where the bows were quickly deemed a nuisance, and I was asked to remove them. So, I had to snap another photo. Her photo face is pretty consistent.
After last week's menu of bad TV, I swore I was going to do some reading. So, I started this last night.
Doubt this is any better, especially when read during commercial breaks of Real Housewives of New Jersey. Baby steps. Baby steps.
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