Life is Messy

Her face is rarely clean.

In order for it to be I would have to chase her around the house with a wet wipe or wash cloth.  ALL. DAY. LONG.

So instead I just take a lot of photos like this.

But it’s okay because those baby blues seem to overshadow the messiness and she does get a bath at the end of the day.

When she’s DONE eating.

You know, until the next day…