Up until I found these photos, I thought she was a dead ringer for Jeston, but I'm not so sure now.
She was blessed in church today and her big sister missed it for a
She is epically delicious and I type that with gritted teeth.
Don't leave me here with these crazies Aunty!
Public holiday tomorrow. I'm winding down with some movies and enough Promethazine to send me into dream land for a good ten hours. I'm even letting Hubs stay up late so I don't get an 8am wake up call of, "Muuuuuuuum, I wanna weetbix!".
Is it too neglectful or early to teach her how to do it herself for the extra 30 minutes of sleep?