Definitely got mom's eyes.
And mom's sense of fashion. The "feather boa" made an appearance sometime in September and is still a daily accessory (I'm not kidding . . . seriously). You would not believe how many feathers are tied into that thing. It's managed to shed into every conceivable nook and cranny of the house and is beginning to take on the appearance of a rat tail as we head into mid-November.
Photo proof that the once lush and luxurious boa is now something less (much less). Here she's sampling some of dad's fashion advice . . . tank top and rainbow sweats. What year is it?
Same birthday hat that I managed to snap the elastic strap on her chubby little chin during her 1st birthday. I'm happy to see there are no lasting emotional scars.
October meant the 2nd annual trip to the pumpkin patch with Audrey's BFF Sydney. On the hunt for the perfect carver . . .
Now that the pumpkin is picked out, it's on to costume selection. "Mom, can I please be a Babushka from early century Russia?".
"Sorry honey, you make a much cuter fairy princess.".
Despite her best efforts, the Fred Meyer wings simply weren't rated for 35lbs. The skirt from Auntie Sooz absolutely killed though.
The embarrassment of the costume's un-originalness was nothing a little handholding from her BFF couldn't fix. They literally stood there holding hands for 5 minutes, which in 2-year old time is like 17 years. It was amazingly adorable. Or maybe they just like their pictures taken?