As proof of our low-key tradition, I offer the following evidence:

But that's just not how Hosanna rolls. This child is INTO her accessories. You never know what new look is going to greet you when you walk around the corner. All of the following looks occurred in just one lazy Saturday...
Here is how I was greeted on Saturday morning. Before I was even up, she had already had her daddy put "pretties" in her hair.

And nothing screams "lazy saturday morning" like a sparkly tutu and snuggly lamb hat.

It is, after all, the perfect attire for painting the wall with a silcone barbecue brush.

She loves to accessorize with anything that belongs to Moses. Maybe this is the preppy gangster look?


Here's how I was greeted after her nap. I think we'll call this her "Wilma Flintstone" look... Actually, maybe we'll call it her Betty look. I always thought Betty was cuter.


And finally, she did her own hair in the bathtub:

I think the lesson learned here is that if Hosanna is going to be this... let's call it "fashion forward".... she is going to have to spend a lot more time with Aunt Emily to learn how to channel it properly!

1 comment:
how funny- how cute!
I have to say...she's my first grandchild to take my comb out of my purse to use. the great thing is - she puts it back!
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