The other day Katie Beth and I were happily snuggled on the couch, quietly watching a movie together.
Annie, who doesn’t have the attention span to tackle an entire movie, had lost interest and wandered off upstairs to rock out on the Barbie guitar and the karaoke machine.
Until she realized no one was paying attention, so she set out to remedy that situation.
And came downstairs in her nightgown, shades, and high heels*, dragging her Barbie guitar behind her, and announced to those of us in the living room: PEACE OUT, BROTHER.
I don’t know who this kid is or where she comes from. Or why two kids with the exact same set of genetics can be so completely opposite.
And her *high heels? Yes, that’s what she calls those shoes she’s wearing on account of the towering height on those bad boys. I dug them out of the hand-me-down box; they’re practically brand new because, not surprisingly, Katie Beth hated those shoes. Annie, however, was instantly smitten and wants to wear them with everything.
Because shoes are her other love, right behind rocking out on the karaoke machine.
And Katie Beth? Well, her happy place is sitting quietly at the art table for hours on end, her shoes but an afterthought.
What a precious baby! Love your blog Melissa. I was born in Tyler and lived in Kilore and Tyler until the 4th grade when we moved to Dallas. I love hearing East Texas stuff!
I love your blog Melissa! Your daughters are precious.
She was only properly rocking the night gown, adorned with peace signs as it is. Seems perfectly logical to me. ; )
She does have an amazing fashion sense (at least to me, who has none)…the nightgown colors pull together the guitar and high heels perfectly.<br /><br />Cute post!