Right, as if he's NOT a handful?!? Pffft.
*Speaking of girls being handfuls, I've declared this year of Dakota's life, the age of 12, "The Year of the Poop Face". Exhibit A:
This is the face she's making in nearly every picture taken on vacation. Happiest place on earth or I have really got to poop face? Doesn't she look like she's having SO! MUCH! FUN!?! According to her, she "forgets how to smile" when I pull out the camera. Let it be known that IF I survive her "tween" years I"m pretty sure the full on teenage years are going to kill me.
My issues may run deeper than originally thought.
*I've been meaning to tell you about this all summer.
I'm kind of a lip balm/gloss
hoarder connoisseur but I am hereby declaring this the BEST lip balm EVER. Let me count the ways I love it...1) it has SPF 20 and I hate nothing worse than sunburned lips, well except snakes, I hate snakes more but sunburned lips come in close second. 2) It makes my lips so soft, like BABY SOFT. Oh wait, THAT explains the name. 3) Not only does it protect your lips, make them soft, goes on smooth not sticky, but it has a little hint of color (if you choose) and shine, so you look pretty! I am currently in love with Pink Punch and Cherry Me and 4) All that for just $2.99!! $2.99!!!! This is not a paid endorsement I just really love this stuff and thought you should know.
*Lastly, in case you need a laugh. You've heard of ducks on a pond, geese on a pond, frogs on a pond even but here at the Koons Zoo we're anything but ordinary. So I present to you PUG on a pond. Seriously.