It's been so many months of living in disorder and squalor thanks to the master bathroom/bedroom renovation. Since Jim was tearing walls down, putting new walls up, drywalling, sanding, tiling and grouting, etc., the dust was out of control. I gave up, and we just lived in it. It's really hard to see in this picture, but one day I realized that Ever was writing messages (primarily her name) in the dust.
Our room was so incredibly sick.
I left Tiny alone with the lotion briefly after a bath, and she used a LOT of it. (In this video, she's messing with a hair she picked up. She's constantly finding hairs and putting them in her mouth and/or giving them to me to throw away.)
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Love little Tiny. And that dust is really something else.
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