Pretty Girl

Amara's starting to enjoy dressing herself or picking out her clothes. This morning we were putting on coats to go out the door. As Jon and I finished loading the bags, we turned around and noticed Amara. We had already put her coat on, but she added to her ensemble a hot pink hat and purple scarf -- clashed horribly, but she thought she was hot stuff. She strutted around the kitchen, very proud of her choices.

Jon and I looked at each other and laughed.

As we got out to the truck, she caught a glimpse of her reflection in it. She turned and kissed her reflection. It's winter and we've had snow... I don't have to go into details on how dirty the truck was. Goofy kid!