I know that you don't like big bows, so for the past 15 months, every bow Lydia has worn has been about the size of my thumb. However, when I came home from a brief trip to Hobby Lobby this morning, this was in my shopping bag:
I'm not sure how it happened. My memory is a bit blurry on the point. It is possible that I saw it and in a fit of giggles, bought it. It is also possible that someone held a gun to my head and made me buy. In fact, I think that is what happened. Yes. BJ, someone made me buy. It isn't my fault. And the receipt blew away in the parking lot, so I can't take it back. And if Lydia doesn't wear it, it will be a waste of money, which is unethical. So, that is how your daughter ended up with a bow the size of a kitten on her head. Sorry.
Your loving wife,
Kalyn
1 comment:
I feel betrayed.
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