Remy told me this morning, in his infinite wisdom, that 'Every day is a good day for cookies and jammies.'. We kind of lived by that yesterday. Our apartment is drafty, and seeing that I can't get Halle to keep socks on to save my life, I decided that clean pjs were the order of the day. We made cookies after nap time, and Halle decided that she really needed another... Here's what ensued (and sorry for the green tint~ we have a nasty florescent light in our kitchen...). Have you ever wanted a cookie so bad?!
Poor thing, I'm starving her and taking pictures to document~ shame on me!