I know this is supposed to be wordless wednesday, but will you look at this…
If you can resist that paw, you’re a better woman than I. I want to tickle it. I want to go lie down right between those two tigers and snuggle up and rub their bellies.
If that wouldn’t make me, you know, lunch.
But I got too distracted by the kittens and forgot to put it up.
Possible titles:
Real Men Wear Pink
How To Know When You Really Love Your Daughter
My Princess Charming
My Husband Is Going To Kill Me
We had a ton of fun on our trip to Orlando. Here are just a few of the 340 pictures I have (which has been whittled down from almost 500!)
How to keep a three-year-old entertained on a 12-hour car drive.
Epcot was the least favorite day for everyone.
All five of us.
Chloe has become really scared of loud noises since the last time we went somewhere with rides.
Ice cream makes everything better.
Do you see the hippo?
All of the kids liked the splash pads at the different parks.
And for those who asked about ALL THE BAND-AIDS…
Chloe fell down and skinned her knees and elbows.
Twice.
There was much screaming and gnashing of teeth.
And that was just from the passersby who heard a little of Chloe’s crying and carrying on each time she fell. She refused to go to gymnastics today because of the scabs from last week.
I have no idea where she gets her flair for drama or tendency to exaggerate things just a wee bit.
Really.
No, really.
