What does one do when coming across a big pile of white goo?
Of course, that's only after Mark and I VERY DIRECTLY told them that they were not to touch it. For whatever reason, we decided sticks were OK, though.
Mick retreated after his initial frowning perusal. Wisely, I might add.
I say that because the episode with the sticks and the white goo did not end well. Perhaps I'm taking it personally, since it was ME the goo ended up on, but so be it. I'm not sure if I was more upset with Mae (the stick thrower) or myself, because...couldn't you just SEE it coming?
Now here is a different day, and a different attitude.
Look at that sweet little girl! Abigail has begun to enjoy "posing" for pictures.
Although she does have a tendency to overdo.
Mae is usually tougher to capture. Not that she never smiles, but the camera makes her smile evaporate. Usually into a scowl or some sort of crazy face.
I got lucky this time. Slightly crazy, but in a smiling way.
Here are the girls running to meet cousin Scotty as he comes to visit after school. He turns 10 this week, and is wonderful with the girls...a good pseudo big brother. And no, he doesn't like having his picture taken either.
He finally relented, or maybe just wanted to check for obstacles. But of course it is impossible to capture all three happy faces at once.
Maybe a little Photoshop? I can cut and paste the good faces on so I can have all three?
And I can have bigger boobs, less wrinkles, and whiter teeth while I'm at it! Sold!