throw up your hair

it's that kind of day.
just throw up your hair and go.
or don't go.
we haven't left the house.
and we won't.
{except to run 11 miles.}

had some friends over for a play date.
little girls were transformed into princesses.

snuggled in my bed with some books before naptime.

and this look.
can you see the look she's giving me?
it's going to be the death of me. or her.
{joshua was the photographer. he is the ONLY kid i would trust my camera with! i showed him which button to push. said i wanted a picture of our hair. and this is what we got. not bad, huh?}