//When the sun decided to peeks its head out of the nasty clouds, we all went out to the park.
I sneaked on Maor sniffing a rose. So cute. Head-butting it, more likely.
Maor is adorable, I love her.
She would snap my vibrant purple clutch and walk around the house on her pointing toes, and in her high-pitched caricatured voice, would scream "mine".
The funny thing is- she won't give it back.
Have a sweet week end,
and to all my Americans followers Happy 4th.//
A Glamorous way of Thinking