Her Highness spent some quality time outside yesterday afternoon helping her Dad rake leaves. When she finally came inside to eat dinner, she immediately removed her shirt (by herownself, I might add) and then proceeded to remove her pants. I asked if she wanted to take her shoes and socks off...
To which she replied (with a very furrowed brow): No!
Supper without shoes??? How uncivilized of me to even suggest!
What a funny kiddo!
Peace out from Cedar Park!