Abby wore her new jammies for the first time last night.
(Sorry for the blurry pictures,
but if you are going to read this blog
you might want to get used to it.
I have a shaky hand and a camera phone
ready at a moments notice.)
Yes, that is a waffle in her hand.
A frozen cinnamon toast waffle to be exact.
Still frozen.
That is how she likes them.
What Angel is complete without a set of wings?
And a tutu?
And morning hair?
And an FYI... I didn't do anything on my list. I went upstairs to get a cup of coffee and I was greeted by a 2 year old telling me her brother was awake. So I did diapers and breakfast instead (while Dadda cleaned up cat puke, of course!).
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