hugh's girls

not hefner.  if you're looking for that kind of reading material, you'll definitely need to look somewhere else.  These are the net result of being housebound with an immune suppressed little guy while he recovers from his asthma attack...he can't be in public daycare settings for the risk of any kind of contagion, and as we live in our bubble world, we run out of things to do quickly...it's like a snow day on acid.

After watching every video, reading every book, and much nose picking, my daughter disappeared into her playroom, having decided that her princess barbies needed a bath.  She undressed them, neatly lined up their royal ensembles, washed them, and arranged them on the counter in her bathroom to dry.

We didn't see her handiwork until it was time to tuck her in.  I perched on her bed, ready for tummy scratching duty while my husband took her into her bathroom to brush her teeth.  He emerged, moments later, red with unspent mirth, and said, 'Anna, it's an episode of Girls Gone Wild in there, and seriously, two of them are about to hook up.'

Naturally, I ran for my camera...as Pauline say, I'm livin' the dream, baby.  :)