When we were kids, my dad used to tell us he picked us in a cabbage patch. Good try, Dad. Then why do my knees pop just like yours? And how do you explain my inability to throw away a jar of peanut butter before scraping the ever-loving marrow out of it, thereby slashing my family’s monthly grocery bill by nearly 1/10 of a penny?
Exactly. Some skills can’t be taught.
Which is exactly what I think when I see little Mary Virginia furrow her brows. She was scowling when she looked at me for the first time, and almost 9 months later she hasn’t outgrown her scowl. Not even a little bit.
But it’s totally fine because home girl did not get that disapproving look from the cabbage patch.
She is the cutest with that scowl! Love the way they show personality even at such a young age!
It’s as if she is saying, “I knew that.”
haha. your parents totally had me pegged. can’t wait to hear mary virginia tell YOU that 🙂
That is so funny! She looks so concerned!
Not going to lie… this picture MADE MY MORNING! What an adorable scowl!!