she is my daughter

Poor thing. She gets this slight case of OCD from me.

Sometimes, after baths are done, Addison waits for all of the water to drain so she can put her toys to bed. Kind of like this.

That's Ariel covered with a blanket and a dinosaur friend so she isn't lonely. I have no idea what is in the cup under the second blanket, but whatever it is it won't be lonely because it has a friend too.

On another night I found this. Ariel covered again, but this time with a pillow. The watermelon is her food so she won't get hungry. And again, the mystery item in the cup.

I feel like she hasn't had a lot of blog time lately and I think most of that is because she STILL won't let me take a decent picture of her. She'll goof off and look every direction except for at me.

Yep, she's my daughter.