My little riot

My girl is a riot. A hoot.

Call it what you like, but my Beebster always makes me laugh. She is such a comedienne. It doesn't hurt either that she's just as clumsy as her big sissy (maybe even more), so she's always falling over or running into things which can be quite comical.

Today, she was following in Maddie's lead and pretending that princesses and princes were showing up unannounced at our front door. Maddie had already stated that Prince Edward had been to our house and had promptly been electrocuted (and, she called 9-1-1.. and, told the "responder" that we live on 422 West.. hahahaha!), and Faith was going down the stairs to welcome Aurora and Prince Phillip. I was nursing Abrie, and all I heard was Faith saying, "Oh, hi Aurora." And then I heard Faith pretending to be Aurora, "Oh, hi Fafe!" And, then I heard the sound of Faith skipping the last 2 or 3 steps, and landing hard on the floor. No big deal though, because just as I started to gasp and yell, "are you ok?!" I saw a little head pick herself up and wave to me, letting me know she was perfectly fine.

Another day in the life of my Flop!

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I can not for a second believe that my little girl will be three years old soon. I don't even want to think about it.

But, I do like thinking about her birthday "party" (nothing big) and how she has requested a Snow White theme. She's too funny.