I See London, I See France ...

... I see Shaezie's underpants! (Well, OK, her diaper, but we're working on it.)

I just want to point out the ridiculousness of this situation: only minutes before this picture was taken, she was wrapped in a towel and sitting in the sun so that her lips would turn back to pink instead of purple from being in the freezing-cold water. So of course it is only natural that we would proceed to play in the yard in a Foofa sweatshirt with the hood up, socks and sneakers, and ... no pants.

Does. Not. Care.

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