When she finally did go (after much arguing, which is perfectly normal), I wandered into the office. Imagine my fright when I saw the desk totally covered in white paper, scraps of white paper, scissors, sticky tape, and Bratz dolls.
It would appear I have a young fashionista on my hands...
2 comments:
if only it could put that brain to good use, instead of evil....
they are good - like the formal dress best. =)
*fiesidec*
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