She's short. I have big furniture. Big antique furniture. Furniture that is older than all of our ages combined (I'm including the two 13 year old cats in there too). It is tall furniture. Especially my dining room table, which used to belong to my great-grandmother. I *still* need a phone book to sit on when I eat at it.
I have cleared space around the dining room table and that now serves as a little race track for the Evil Dwarf. The only problem is that I can't always see her when she's on the other side. And there are many places for a Girl of Small Proportion to get lost in this space. I panic.
"Arabis? Arabis? Where are you?" is a plaintive cry heard often around here. Nine times out of ten, she is on the dark side of the dining room table (I'm not mentioning where she ends up the tenth time for fear of CPS).
The solution?
Now I just look for the top knot. I need to get her a little plastic samurai sword and teach her old John Belushi routines.
6 comments:
i mean, seriously. your child's face is obscenely gorgeous. and you are hilarious.
Adorable! If only mine had enough hair for a top knot.
Wow I didn't know Shaggy had a last name. Great photos.
I came here from one plus two and I'm looking forward to reading more.
She has got to the be the cutest "evil dwarf" I have ever seen. You should get her that little sword and an appropriate outfit for Halloween.
Oh that is too great. Laylee refuses the top-knot now and I miss it so much, although I never used it as a child detection device before, I must admit.
Too cute. I love her hair up like that.
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