My Life Monday's topic today is a picture and the story behind it. I couldn't stop with one.
We call this picture "Dangling Baby"
Spunky has always been a little monkey. I used to live in fear of even getting a shower because I never knew what would happen while I was in the shower. I remember walking down the stairs and she would be standing in the middle of our kitchen island dancing. I promise I wasn't being negligent, I was putting laundry away.
She was always fascinated with our bar stools. In fact, that is how she learned to walk. She would climb up them and put her hands on the seat and push it around the kitchen. As soon as she mastered walking, she would climb them. Which brings us to the above picture. She was trying to get to the pitcher of pink lemonade on the counter...THAT is a whole different post in itself. She was always trying to get to something on the counter. She had a problem though. She would climb up and reach for whatever would suit her fancy and push the bar stool away. Then she would dangle. We found this quite to our advantage. When she would dangle, she wouldn't get into things. Dangling baby=No mess. Smart parents, eh?
Just kidding. We only let her dangle long enough to snag a picture. And check out her bedhead.
Now, DH and I have different recollections behind this picture. I remember putting the Princess in her room for a time out. She was very quite. It's never good when they are really quiet. Right? I went up to her room to check on her and I couldn't find her. It didn't occur to me to look on top of her kitchen. DH says that it was something else. I don't remember what, so because it's convenient and also my blog, we will go with my story. And you've gotta love the hair.
And just because I don't feel quite right doing a post that shows my other daughters hair at it's finest. I have to include Squishy in this. She isn't capable of climbing or being naughty yet, so we will go with her Kramer do. No wonder I am obsessed with hair.