We survived another Weekend here at The Farmhouse.
No thanks to this Little Cherub, who is quickly becoming, shall we say, Quite A Handful. She gave everyone a run for their money this weekend.
Speaking of money. Disregard the shaggy hair. And hairbows? Forgetaboutit. I have established a Hairbow Graveyard, in tribute to the lots of dollars I have spent on fancy, cute bows that match our church dresses. It's a sad, sad place. Josh cries everytime he visits. So does his wallet.
Daughters. So fun.