Although she has no concept of time, Libby is already negotiating for "one more minute." She crooks her little finger near her nose and says "na-mo-minin."
Tonight was Felicity's first dance, a sock-hop at her elementary school. The kids have been practicing key dances all month during gym class. She's a pro, now, at the Macarena, YMCA, Chicken Dance, etc. And she LOVES it. No irony. No embarrassment, just pure excitement. And, since Libby tagged along for the first few minutes before going home to bed, she joined in the fun.
Felicity and I decided to stay inside and bake. I was the froster and she was in charge of decorating. I am pretty sure each cookie contains a quarter chomps sugar sprinkles.
Felicity and I decided to stay inside and bake. I was the froster and she was in charge of decorating. I am pretty sure each cookie contains a quarter chomps sugar sprinkles.