Several nights ago Aubrey was lying on her bed reading a Bearenstain Bears book, she sighed dreamily and said, “My family is just like the Bearenstain Bears…”
Is the blue polka dotted bonnet I wear? Zeb’s bright red suspenders? Living in a tree house?
I’m not sure. But I sort of think it’s the biggest and best compliment I’ve ever received as a mother. Hate on haters.
P.S. She doesn’t always dress like she’s on the Little House set, it was Thanksgiving Feast Day at school and she was a pilgrim.
