A real woman

First (and completely unrelated to the title of this post...)--Lincoln has found his new love. Every time the pantry is left open, he bolts for it and comes out carrying this:


Syrup. He can barely carry the bottle, but he knows what he wants. His grumpy face in this picture is due to the fact that I just told him that we weren't going to have syrup right now.

This morning the girls were with me as I was getting ready for church. I tried on some really high heels that they had never seen before. Audrey looked up at me in awe and said, "Mommy, you look like a real woman now."
I'm loving this new hair!