Saturday, December 17, 2011

The Bump

Taryn has really gotten into choosing her own outfits lately.  I always knew I was lucky that she let me pick them out for so long.  We've had some exciting ensembles come up those stairs but really, a lot of times it isn't all that bad.  The bigger issue is generally how she wants to wear the clothes.  Case in point, shirt-tucking.  For whatever reason the girl feels the need to shove her tunics into her leggings.  Which also leads to my favorite question of the morning, 

"Momma.  Do I have a bump?"  Followed by this pose:  

That's a wad of shirt in there.  She wasn't born with that gifted tush.  Yes, baby, you have a bump.

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