Tonight while I was getting ready to go and meet some girlfriends for dinner, Hazel scampered into the bedroom. I heard her fumble through one of my easy-to-reach drawers exclaim “mommy’s!” and quickly scurry away. I finished getting dressed then came out to find her looking like this.
side-note: She is bare-bottomed due to potty training. We let her run around free some of the time as it is a quicker process when nature calls, in all of its urgency. And no, it’s not a thong. Those things are just wrong.