Wanna know a secret? Sometimes my kids are a red. hot. mess. See, usually I go through the seventeen thousand photos I take and try and post the cleanest ones- no food on the face, no stains on the clothes, charmingly mussed but not insane hair...you know, basically trying to convey a sense of "real" life without actually damaging my imagined reputation as a responsible mother and homemaker.
Welp, that all changes today. Sorry, Mary. The baby always gets the embarassing posts. Says so in the bloggy manual.
Let's chat about what's happening here, shall we? We shall. First, one shall note the Christmas-themed pajama pants in the highly appropriate month of, of course, October. Paired with said green pants is a lovely pink polka dot top, naturally. Let's not forget the onesie, left unsnapped for a jaunty sort of external-loin-cloth look. Mary completes her chic look with enormous striped slippers in the half-off position, a fine facial scar courtesy of falling off the pew and hitting her face directly on a corner of the missal holder in front of us during Mass on Sunday, and, the piece de resistance, a greasy mop of Luke Skywalker hair.
Wanna know other people's secrets? Peruse the other linkers over at Clan-Donaldson, stat, my fellow nosey noserson.