Nora pulled her blanket out of her crib this morning, and came walking out of her room with it totally over her head. She was cracking herself up, peeking out every once in a while.
Then she’d pull it off and start over again.
** Also, the shirt/nightgown she’s wearing is one she got as a newborn. I remember her wearing it when her entire stretched-out body fit completely inside it. Somehow – even though it seems like it shouldn’t be possible – over a year later, she can still wear it without looking ridiculous. We just put on a little pair of pajama pants underneath, and she’s ready for bed. Or walking around with a blanket on her head. :)
Thanks for the biggest laugh of the day, Nora!! I’m still hysterical, and YOU ARE THE BEST!!!! :)
Talk about a friendly ghost! I miss her so much and wish I could see her and her big brother every day!
Ah yes, her daddy used to hide behind his “bankie” just like she is doing — at about the same age!