There are 14 barrettes there, folks. Fourteen.
And I'm pretty sure she would have put more in if I hadn't kicked her out of the bathroom (not literally of course) so I could get ready.
And this is how we rolled around town yesterday.
With the addition of clothes of course.
And again this morning...
Sweet girl has a barrette addiction.
And an aversion to clothes.
Sweet days I don't want to forget.