I told you about Margaret’s hair chopping, and I tried to get her to stand still for a picture of it.
What we have here is the “Geez, Mom, this is dumb. Can you stop with the pictures and the lame baby stuff? Come on. I’ve got places to go.”
In other news, she’s started calling me Mom. But I think only because she sees that it kind of irks me, and that makes her happy.
Also, the dark circles under her eyes are HER OWN DANG FAULT because she completely disdained my attempts to make her nap. Humph.