Mommas don't let your babies grow up to bake in hot pink boots.
Snow boots at that.
This is my little girl- enjoying her own sense of fashion, as usual.
Polo shirt- check.
Shorts- check.
Apron- check.
Hot pink snow boots begged for and bought for $1.50 on clearance at Walmart- check.
Chocolate Chip Cookies fresh from the oven and served by an adorable little daughter:
Priceless.
Gotta love her reflection while she's waiting.
(Completely ignore the dirty oven window. It's what happens in a home where children bake. And it's been cleaned since then.)
And this:
This little girl, with her unique sense of self.
She's mine. All mine. And you can't have her. : )
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