It's summer, y'all. We're playing in the dirt and rocking our swim lesson couture. That's how we roll.
I'm also making tumblers like a boss.
Linking it up at iPPP this week. And I can't make their button work. So here's a link instead.
|I saw this on Facebook but I can't figure out what that says in the corner so I'm not sure where it's from.|
|I count 3 empty Mountain Dew containers. A box of...stuff. A bag of foam pistols (long story). Some dirty kid clothes (the clothes are dirty, not the kid. Mostly). A random cup. A bag of cherries from my mother's tree. My laptop. A ziploc bag filled with crushed graham crackers. And that's the FRONT SEAT.|
|You know. Like this.|
|I mean...that totally looks like I'm saying "SORRY," right??|
|OK yeah, that's actually pretty cute.|
|This face means "Well, hello there. I am adorable and I will destroy you."|
|Hang on, Mom. Don't rush me. This bear has dirty feet. She needs a full-service air pedicure.|
|PLEEEEEEEEEEEASE??? She NEEDS shoes!|
|Why you gotta be so evil?|