Mom, take a picture of us!

I'm not sure why holding hands with the store dummies at Old Navy was photo worthy, but Ella assures me it was.

This was on our quest for flip flops for Charlotte. Ella's still fit from last year. But flip flops this year have been a bust. Ella has these nice foam-y soft comfy flip flops, and in all my flop searching I could only find the hard plastic-y kind. Charlotte doesn't like them very much. Although, she pretty much hates all shoes, so it's really not a great indicator.



Ella likes to make lists. Sometimes she makes them on her own with random letters and squiggles down the line. But often she sits patiently and has me spell things out letter by letter until her list is complete. Shopping lists. To do lists. Lists of her friends.

Last week she wanted to make a list of my friends.
"Sure," I replied.
"Okay," she said, thinking for a minute. "How do you spell Jesus?"

Yep. Jesus was the first friend on my list.

I'm glad she knows we are tight.


Bright idea.

Today the kitties, I mean, girls, decided to put their bowls of peas on the floor and eat them in the true spirit of felinity.

Bonus: no forks required = less dishes.