The post I can’t believe I’m posting.

This is what you get with me … feast or famine.

I hope those of you reading are enjoying the feast.

And since I was talking about pictures today, I thought I’d share one more of yours truly along with the ever-precious Mad Hatter.

It has been a long evening and I’m questioning my sanity in posting this – as my husband just told me, “You got balls.”

Well honey, when you leave for a meeting and MH says “Well, Mommy, look like it’s just you and me!” this is the sort of thing that happens:

For the record, I was not the hair-stylist.

Would you believe that MH got the idea to take a snapshot of us on the webcam and send it to Twitter?

Well.

Girls just wanna have fun.

Almost WW - 5 til FIVE

That's right - just 5 days until this sophisticated little diva (who refers to herself as my little fashionista) turns 5. FIVE! Where have the last FIVE years gone?

Of course, with the things that come out of her mouth on a daily basis and the things she continues to amaze us with, she could be going on 25. At a minimum.

Here we are, just lounging in style (do you LOVE it? We were at a party/event expo and this was one of the vendor's setups! Makes me want to throw a swanky cocktail party for no reason whatsoever just so I could deck the place out in this vendor's vision!)

For the record: My little "fashionista" picked the entire outfit herself, right down to the flower clip in her hair (made by yours truly), scarf around her neck (made by Sweetheart) and (much to my dismay) self-applied tattoo on her cheek. And of course we can't forget the stickers (amongst much other loot) she collected that afternoon.

Oh, and upon "previewing" this post, I noticed the cocktail napkin on the arm of the sofa. Yes, although she refuses to eat most chicken outside of nugget form and gags at the sight of a meatball, my sophisticated girl with her sophisticated palate had just indulged in a smoked salmon, cream cheese, and spinach pinwheel. I do not jest.

Words could never describe just how deeply I love and adore my precious girl, but there is no doubt that reflecting on moments like these only makes it run deeper.

No matter how old you get MH, you will forever be mommy's baby girl.

Tell Me . . .

Is it wrong that I'm completely envious of my daughter that I have never looked this fabulous at the beach?

Not even when I was her age?

And just in case you were wondering, she needed no cue to pose like that.

Because it's so bright at bedtime!

When I went into the Mad Hatter's room last night to give her the goodnight kiss I always do before I turn in, this is what I found:

Note the hand on Twilight Turtle . . . apparently now she's sleeping with him too!

I'm amazed that my instantaneous erruption into hysterics didn't wake her up!

Of course I immediately grabbed hubby, who told me I was going to wake her by taking her picture - if you ask me, totally worth the risk!

Anyways, as I told him, the shades were protecting her from the paparazzi.

What can I say, my girl loves her accessories - apparently, even while she's asleep!

In her 4 years of life, this is by far one of the best ways I've ever found her sleeping.