This is how we looked this morning. Both my blouse and shorts and new, and from Old Navy, and still for sale. I adore the pattern and colors of the blouse. However, I can no longer vouch for it since the adorable ruffled collar got all mashed up when I washed it. And have I mentioned that I don't iron? So sad. Sad to have a crumpled collar that I refuse to iron, that is. And sad because I would have loved to own this shirt in all ten colors, save the rebellious collar issue. I guess that's one way to keep me from too much clothes shopping.
Right before taking our photos, the peanut gallery arrived for their music lessons. Isabel, the ultimate negotiator, convinced me they could be in the photos with us because Aidan matched us because he was wearing blue and orange (I'll agree with her there), and she matched us because she was wearing a white shirt and Jax was wearing white socks. You'll just have to ignore her apple green and baby pink plaid shorts. Regardless, our giggles and grins are all matching. And thanks to the peanut gallery behind the camera lens, Jax is sort of smiling in the above photo number two.
