My little girl loves her babies. Until she forgets about them, or puts them in the oven, or pops their heads off. I started taking pictures.
Poor Baby 227: Says the 3-year-old, “She’s holding her Grandma.” I think this is the Grandma’s eventual plan, fwiw.
Poor Baby 226: Rode hard and put away … hot pink.
Poor Baby 225: Guess we’re doing art today.
Poor Baby 224: Worry Doll goes to the ball.
Poor Baby 223: Caught a diver at the pool. It was not a catch and release situation.
Poor Baby 221: Pony has a hair piece. Act like it looks natural.
Poor Baby 122: Pink Bear knows no one gets anything done on the Fridays of a 3-day-weekend. Pink Bear isn’t even gonna try.
Poor Baby 121: Me: Oh. Wow. What’s happening here? 3-year-old: She hit me. She’s in jail.
Poor Baby 220: OK, maybe she does want a pony. On a leash.
Poor Baby 219: How…artful.