Kiss My Knits!

One more. Man, you can always tell when I’ve had my coffee, can’t you?

Things I wish I had a picture of:

My daughter in her swimsuit, walking back to the hotel room. Her left arm is crabbed, her fingers curled into a claw. She’s got her left foot turned to the side and is dragging her leg. Her head is tilted at a 45 degree angle.

Me: What are you doing?

Her: I’m a zombie!

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!! That’s mommy’s little weirdo.