Don’t mind her hair. It was a rough night last night. She was sick all night, and crying. Wouldn’t let me take her temp and refused tylenol. It was fun. Not. So, early this morning, I called and made an urgent care appointment. Wouldn’t ya know it, she popped right up and was so chipper she decided to have a picnic in the middle of the living room. I canceled the appointment. I hope tonight goes better.
I’ve been in a ruffly apron making mood.
Here’s my silly model:
If it weren’t for the hair, you’d never know she was up all night crying of ear pain, would you?
p.s. this is my new favorite song and video: