February has been a big month at our house.
The month when only the children celebrated Valentine's Day.
The month when I watched the Super Bowl and actually cared about the game more than the commercials. (And maybe cried a little for my Peyton.)
And it's also Girl Scout cookie time.
Harper met Thin Mints for the first time yesterday. To be honest, she enjoyed her fair share of Thin Mints last year, albeit more indirectly.
Before the destruction:
I can actually hear the Thin Mint crying a little. As if it knows its' fate.
Do my brothers know about Girl Scout cookies?
No, Harper, they don't make birthday cakes out of Thin Mints.
Anyone have a pressure washer I can borrow?
Oh, waitress! I'm gonna need another cookie over here!
Seriously. Pressure washer? Anyone?
3 comments:
That girl is SO STINKING CUTE!!! Miss you guys...eat a couple Thin Mints for Aunt Ade and Uncle Jeremy, ok? :)
I love love LOVE it. Thank you for getting the entire feeding session in still shots. Did I mention I LOVE IT?
Only Brandon's daughter could get cookie in her eye...
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