|This is the stuff Lady Baby's dreams are made of.|
|Her's will probably have more purple, glitter, and a chap stick in the fist. From the looks|
of my google search, she may also need to move to Russia to really make this work.
The only real issue with our own personal True Life: I am a Toddler Obsessed with Chap Stick (and I Occasionally Eat Paper) saga is that she loses them constantly. Hard to imagine, since she carries them everywhere. But she sets them down to do things and forgets where she has put them. Or she drops them in Target. Or they fall out of her pocket on the jungle gym. Or I throw them away becuase they are covered in dirt and funk and look like a mole rat has been gnawing on them (if you ever tell you are dead to me). They are constantly lost, misplaced, and missing. Cue the hysteria and hand wringing. I have learned the hard way. Buy her precious lip schmear in bulk. I try to always have TWO back up tubes stashed away. One can never by too careful. One can never be too smart. One can never be too prepared. One can never be too much of an enabler.
Here is the evidence:
|I took some liberties with doodles. I just think top hats and 'staches |
make everything more festive and jaunty. And a toddler with a beard is just plain funny.
Feel free to send us a lifetime supply of various chap sticks.