I just found this photo on our computer. Chad must have snagged it.
Keira alternatively hates and loves getting her picture taken, but mostly she hates it. That makes it really hard to get good candid shots of her because she's always focusing on the camera whenever it's out and won't go on with whatever she's doing.
The result is that every photo of her looks relatively similar. It's either the top of her head or her grinning like it's a contest. But, this gem really captures her personality - for better or worse, that sinister grin sums her up really well.
Now, on to the topic of this week's post - undies. Or, should I say, why we've now discovered that undies aren't always the schiznit. You see, sometimes when you wear panties, you get budgies. Yes, you heard me correctly. According to our daughter, if you hike up your undies too far, you end up with an avian infestation of your nether-regions. And, then you have to pull out your budgie, or ask your mommy to pull it out for you - and yes, you caught that correctly as well. I can now add to my mom resume, budgie extractor. Poor parakeets, they never saw it coming.
