Wild Girls
I’ve been boring as all get up on this blog lately, haven’t I? Well, my life isn’t boring, I can assure you.
This morning I was making some grits and eggs for the babies for breakfast. They ventured from the kitchen for a few moments. In those moments they managed to make a bit of a mess in the bathroom. I walked in and found Noah dumping a box of tampons into the toilet… And Bella? The big sister? She wasn’t exempt from the mischief. Although her mess was a little easier to clean up…

Speaking of Bella… This morning we were playing with her Barbies and she handed me a doll with no clothes on. With my best high pitched valley girl Barbie impersonation I said, “I’m naked. Where’s my 7 for All Mankind Jeans and my Christian Louboutin heels!?”
Bella said, “Your girl is a wild girl. Wild girls have to be N@ked, that’s why her b00bi3s are hanging out. Her’s a wild girl.”
Oh, Great. We don’t even have cable and her favorite movie is “Annie”. How does she know about Wild Girls already? Craziness!


















