|The epitome of photobombing!|
|Doing her thing at the park, looking fashionable of course.|
Now that I've got two daughters, I have no problem admitting that parenting, at times, is hard. Really, really hard. (I suppose that's kind of an obvious statement, but most social media feeds would have us believing otherwise.) It's a series of ups and downs - sometimes even simultaneously. Meltdowns over daring to give someone the "wrong" cup or not wanting to put on shoes? Down. Impossibly cute giggles? Up. 1980s Care Bears marathons? Typically an "up," except when they start at 5:30am and are done to the soundtrack of a crying, starving newborn. Unleashing my inner Tyra Banks with Ruby by my side? Definite up, photo-worthy moment.
|Tank: Target; Skirt: Goodwill; Belt: Hot Topic; Shoes: Just Fab|
|Full disclosure: I'm doing some major sucking in for this shot.|