This week she came to me and jabbered away intently and after I said, "Show me what you need, KB." (Thanks, Amy) she took me to Bubba's room. Here she proceeded to empty his underwear drawer, pick out a pair, back up onto my lap hand me the underwear and stick her leg out. Hilarious.
Well, I put the pair on. There she stood in a pink Henley, khakis and Lightning McQueen undies. She picked out five more pairs and was ready for pair seven when I put an end to it. She could barely stand at that point and was walking like a sumo wrestler. It was so FUN!
Runway. . . Work it baby. . .