(Or the lack thereof!)
The girls recently decided that my closet is much more appealing than their own dress-up clothes. They spent an entire afternoon traipsing around in my now-never-worn heels (or, as captured here, my old slippers from Hawaii), playing princesses in my old dresses. Ready to be whisked away to a ball, they felt as beautiful as any heroine in any fairytale. And they were. But not because of my old dresses... just because of who they are.
1 comment:
That is adorable!
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