Walking to Laundry

I cannot get enough of that crooked grin. She does it all the time now. A couple nights ago we were at the grocery store, and she was doing her now-typical 'lean-back-with-one-arm-stretched-around-my-seat-king-of-the-world' position in the shopping cart. She was wearing this hat and boots, but a hot pink coat with four big buttons in the front that matched her boots. This older man walked by and she just grins up at him. He almost walked past, but stopped, turned around, tried to get her to smile and she just looked at him like "what do you want anyway?" and he says "Oh you're not spoiled are you? you're not a little princess are you? You just KNOW you're cute!" It was so funny! She can be so smug!

Ruth thought she was particularly special this day, because usually I leave her for a second in our apartment and run downstairs and into the next building of our apartment to grab our laundry. This time I bundled her up and helped her WALK the entire way. She was in heaven. 

Hey mom! This is so much fun!