As we were racing out the door to go to church, we realized...
We were all wearing booties!!
And I demanded a picture, gosh dang-it.
My mom paired them with tights while my seester and I went naked. Woot for versatility!
(and my legs look freakishly tan? So out of character for them!)
hahaa
My dog, Ruger, was sporting a super old and gross collar. It seriously smelled.
So my daddy bought him a new one. A leather one. A leather dog collar.
Whunu? Right?
It just cracks me up, so I made a wide variet of doggy fashionisto jokes all weekend.
And it annoyed the heck out of daddy.
He assured me several times that: leather collar + dog = a super masculine dog.
The collar...
Look how stoic and manly my little man is...
1. Treat please. 2. Mommy... I want a treat. 3. I want a treat now!!!
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