Maxi and flats: Old Navy
Earrings and oldest cardi in all the land: Target (I have decided after today that I think this cardi has reached the point of retirement, single tear...)
Belt: thrift store
I usually just self timer the heck out of myself for outfit posts, but Mike was kind enough to offer to help me out and take a few, during which time he mostly got too close to my face and told me to "work it" and that I was a "tiger".
In other news, the girls have started calling each other "chubby" and sometimes even "fat", and have made it very clear that they know the difference between skinny and fat and that apparently it is preferable to be skinny. I would blame myself because God knows I am plenty vain and what not, but I try really hard never to talk about weight or anything of that nature around them and ALWAYS mute Jillian if I am doing the shred while they are awake. So all I have to say is: WTF?!?!? It has only solidified my fear of raising small ladies and I made sure to serve them heaping plates of waffles after Mass, they were deeeelish.
Also, Naomi has started staring at these two little boys during Mass and then hiding under the pew and giggling if they turn toward her at all. She has never talked to them before (they're brothers) and literally only sees them at Sunday Mass, but she is positively smitten with both. I am very tempted to switch up our Mass time, I am not ready for this.
Have a lovely, not at all mournful, Sunday!
Also linking up with Ain't No Mom Jeans again!