I love this picture. Doesn't my daughter look so sweet and innocent? I was making bread and she pulled out her kit and enjoyed rolling her own dough. I especially love the wisps of flour across her nose and forehead. This is a good time (and picture) for me to remember.
Because Kenley is not always sweet.
The other day the kids had gorged themselves on junk food and I finally put it away. I later found Kenley trying to pull the bag off the counter. I reprimanded her and she walked away. Pretty soon I couldn't find Kenley and the house was pretty quiet. I walked into my room and heard crunching. The kids often play in my closet so I checked there but it was childless. I could still hear crunching. I turned around and found her here.
Kenley was hiding in the corner, behind the mirror, with the entire bag of chips. She didn't even react when I found her. She just looked at me, grabbed another chip and shoved it in her mouth. I thought about yelling, but I grabbed the camera instead. I'd like to have lots of evidence of both her sides.