Sometimes The Kid decides she wants to take pictures. They usually look something like this:
Not exactly sure what she’s documenting there. Maybe the messiness of her play kitchen? Or maybe its a last photo of the plastic shark before it goes in the play oven and gets served to her pony party?
This one I get. She loves that globe, and her books. She is my kid, after all.
This one just kills me though. The kid loves her feet. She is definitely just like her mama.