So it's Valentine's Day.
I know some people are all, "consumerism, blah, blah, blah, Hallmark holiday, blah, blah, blah.."
Look. The holiday comes with chocolate. And I love chocolate. So I like Valentine's Day. And also, guys? Chocolate will be on clearance tomorrow. Cheap chocolate? Yes, yes, and YES.
Naturally, I had to get Natalie a Valentine's Day outfit because, duh, I love dressing her up. I got her a rose lollipop as a bribe...er, as a prop...she was like, "I'll take pictures but only if Fluff can be in it."
Fluff is her toy doggy, you see.
The shirt is from The Children's Place. The skirt is from Kohls. The lollipop rose is from WalMart. Fluff is from Target. (Clearly, I like to shop..)
I made farting noises and this happened:
Those are not her natural curls. I wish. So pretty!
Natalie was all, "Sing Let It Go!" So I did. I think I scared the people who live beside us because I suddenly heard a slam. They might have thought it was a dying bird or something and quickly shut their door.
I ran into the side of the house.
"What if I put the rose on my head?"
And then guess what? A miracle happened.
TOMMY AGREED TO PICTURES!
He came out blinking at the natural light. He emerged from the cave that is his room. Oh, that yellow ball in the sky? Why, that's the SUN, my son.
Hair flip. "Like Flynn Rider! You're SMOLDERING," Natalie giggled.
I call Tommy's hairstyle The Carl. You know, from The Walking Dead? Carl has crazy hair. Tommy has crazy hair.
Then I tried to do something incredibly difficult.
I tried to get a photo of them where they were BOTH looking at the camera.
Yay, got one, despite Natalie's Steve Buscemi face.
Got a better one! (Though Tommy is not looking at the camera. Oh well. They both are smiling.)
And then Tommy had enough, because Natalie's fingers were sticky and it was freaking him out.
"I'm leaving. I'm done," Tommy said.
"No! But I love you!" Natalie shrieked.
"You're okay," Tommy answered. He's going to make an awesome boyfriend one day.
Happy Chocolate Day!