Seriously. Whose kid is she?
They were being quiet. Too quiet. So I peeked in and found them in bed, under the covers with a pile of princesses, Littlest Pet Shop and various other odds and ends. Grace asked me to take their picture and I ran for the camera. When I got back, this is what she did, for every single shot.
I love her to pieces but I’d be lying if I claimed that the fact that I seem to be raising a clone of myself doesn’t scare me a little.