Avery has no use for seat belts. Except right after this shot I had to pick her up off the cement and apply direct pressure to her lip. No worries, she's fine. Then, if I hadn't been so busy saying a bad word, I would have taken a picture of my glasses sitting at the bottom of the toilet. I was unclogging it (I'm blaming Tate) when they slipped off their secure hanging spot on my sweater and joined the swirling water disappearing to wherever toilet water goes. Looking forward to the BEACH.
I hear she made a whole lap before the tumble, though! C'mon let's give props where they're due =)
ReplyDeleteYou flushed your glasses down the toilet?!
ReplyDeleteThis is why we can't have nice things.