Today, Camille spent the majority of the day at her beloved Camp Monroe. That left Livvy entitled to 100% undivided attention all day long. Her'e's a taste of what I observed:
This gal never ceases to make me laugh. And laugh. And laugh. Yesterday, she came home from daycare sporting the doo-rag seen at left. Miss Debbie had made it just for her and her crazy mop of bobby curls. She's been outfitting Liv with various forms of hairstyling fashion pieces over the last couple of weeks. Liv just eats it up....and of course had to put the doo-rag on again today. 
Now for the hand sanitizer. This girl loves Purell. So much so that she probably gets tipsy off of the fumes. I'm not kidding; we really have to shut her off, at which point she begs for "one more squirt?" She also loves to pretend to clean, an attribute obviously handed down from Grammie and NOT from Mommy. None-the-less, as much as this chick-e-poo loves hand sanitizer and cleaning, you would think our house would be spotless. Somehow, however, she manages to take out twice as many things as she
cleans up, which explains the state of our house. That and the fact that I am usually chasing around after her which leaves little time or energy for cleaning when the day is done.So, add the doo-rag and the hand sanitizer/cleaning fettish together, and what do you get? Liv's pronunciation of the infamous princess: "Cindabrella." Take a look at this picture and tell me if you think she might fit right into the fairytale.
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