During the last few days Rosie spent some quality time with the friends she made at our house. She read “‘Twas the the Night Before Christmas” to a rapt audience.
She played tic tack toe with Sick Monkey (long story about the name).
On her last night, she took a photo of herself with the gifts Soso left for her in her stocking.
And left a cute note for the girls.
The girls already miss Rosie. The Punk keeps asking, “Where Rosie go?” While she was a fun guest, I’m awfully glad to have the house back to our selves. Still, I look forward to seeing her again next year!
I guess all that traveling back and forth and late night shenanigans have finally caught up with Rosie. Interesting choice of sleep place though. Good thing D wasn’t planning on wearing that sweater!
Rosie surprised the heck out of me when I flipped the light on in the bathroom. What the…
Fishing with candy cane pole…
Goldfish in Punk’s potty chair?
Um, gross, Rosie. Hope you didn’t eat any of the fish. I took time out of this busy morning to take these photos so that as soon as the girls saw it, I could throw the goldfish away. Because you know, knowing Punk, she would have eaten them. Ugh, I just grossed myself out again.