By now, you’ve all witnessed the horror that is The Angry Face:
While browsing through some old photos a few moments ago, I found one of me when I was three:
(I swear that smudge on my nose is not a booger. Though, I really wouldn’t be surprised if it was… I was kind of a hot mess. LOOK AT THAT HAIR. Good gracious.)
Childlike joy and happiness is obviously overflowing in this gene pool.
Since our internet is down at home (FML), it’s going to take me a little longer than I would like to show you all what we’ve been up to the past few days. It’s so good though, trust me!
Just to hold you over, here’s a little preview:
A few things to note:
- The frazzled young mom
- The angry baby who smelled like spit up and bananas
- The amazingly GORGEOUS Angie Harmon
- The overly-enthused husband… I wouldn’t be surprised if he was trying to hold her hand behind me.