"That Phase"

We have officially entered "That Phase". You know, the one where as a good mother, you spend time picking out a darling little outfit for your toddler to wear, one that she will look so darn cute in. And then she comes in, gives your thoughtful outfit a smirk and says, "Here, I'll do it." She pulls her chair over to her closet and begins sorting through to find the oddest little outfit you can possibly manage to put together, and puts it on, beaming with pride.

And this is the outfit she insists on wearing all day, especially if it happens to be a day where we need to actually go out in public.

We've also hit that "I want my hair down, don't brush it!" phase. So not only does my little girl look like a zebra today, (from head to toe, dress up shoes included!) She's also sporting the Orphan Hairdo and crazed crack-face expression.

Ladies and Gentleman: My daughter. Whom I claim proudly :)


(p.s. Yesterday she looked like a walking easter egg.)