This post is for the benefit of my mother. She will truly appreciate it since she knows what my oldest daughter looks like
Just a few minutes ago I peeked in on my oldest daughter having her nap on my bed. We have the kids sleep in separate rooms for naps because it cuts down on all the silliness. Generally. But not this time. She had somehow managed to reach some of my clothes that were folded, waiting to be put away in the drawers. She was lying there, dead to the world, with her regular clothes on and one of my tank tops on top, which covers her from neck to toes.
This reminds me of another time when I found her asleep with one of my shirts on, my socks on up to her thighs and a pair of underwear around her arm.Â High fashion at it’s best.