Once upon a time I used to blog. I started this blog when we had been home about a year with Lia. And I loved it. I met many great friends...some of whom are now real life friends. I created a scrapbook of memories for my family. Win-win-win.
...and then I took an (ahem) small hiatus. For a few years. :-)
...and I missed blogging.
...but not enough to start up again apparently.
Until now. :-)
We are getting ready to make our second trip of a lifetime to China to bring home our daughter, Jillian Snow...waiting in Guangzhou. I've fired up her blog this week. And since I am an equal opportunity mom, I thought I would do a little blogging over here too!
My girl loves her some dress-up. On any given day, she changes her clothes no less than three times. Princess, rock-star, doctor...but always dreamer. Her mind changes with the wind...and her outfit...on a dime. And I love every minute of it.
I'm not sure exactly what was going on with this ensemble. It started out as a ballerina. But it appeared to go south (or maybe north???) when she went to the closet to pull on some shoes and come with me to gather the mail.
I turned around and saw this:
Our mailbox is at the end of our driveway. In plain view of several neighbors. And...well...the bus stop is right across the street. And the high school bus was just stopping for drop off when we were at the mailbox.
I just know those cheeky teenagers were taking fashion notes.
Casual and cool as a cucumber.
Even in those winter boots.
May she always stop to smell the roses...or, ahem, pick the impatiens.
...and march to the beat of her own drummer...
...in whatever boots float her boat.