it's delightful...it's delicious...it's dawesome

Often when I walk out the front door I notice that I have a goober (or several) on my clothes – you know baby snots, or baby food, a grubby hand print – the regular. By the time I notice it is too late to turn around and change – because the girls are in the car waiting or I quite honestly I don’t have it in me to find something else!

Today as I walked out the door I realized that something even more magical, more strange more…special than the regular baby goober was going on with my wardrobe.

It all began when I put this scrummy little number on. It made me feel…dare I say it? Zippy!

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I threw this on Clara (she’d worn it for part of the day yesterday and managed not to get any goobers on it so you know what that means, my friends? Two days of wear for the price of one!)

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Are you noticing a trend yet?

Now, it wouldn’t have been so bad but then when you add my purse to the equation

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And this baby carrier sling thing (I hardly ever use this but today I needed really it)

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I felt like we were ready to take up residence in this place

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SING WITH ME!

You’re out of the woods, You’re out of the dark, You’re out of the night.
Step into the sun, Step into the light.
Keep straight ahead for the most glorious place
On the Face of the Earth or the sky.
Hold onto your breath, Hold onto your heart, Hold onto your hope.
March up to the gate and bid it open

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That’s right! Clara and I were ready to take up immediate residence in the Emerald City! If we had marched up to that gate and bid it open – it would have swung wide and the people of that fine city would have embraced us!

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Now, you all know I like to be a little matchy, matchy with my girls – but even this was too much for me.

Poor Clara had to endure many comments.

And in case you’re wondering, during our errands I left my purse in the car.

That would have just been TOO much of a good thing.

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5 Responses to ““Can you even dye my eyes to match my gown? Jolly good town!””

  1. Bette Says:

    Liza, you are hilarious! And adorable. I love you. 🙂

  2. Tess Kelly Says:

    Oh my goodness! I love it, so much. You are the best matching mother any kid could ask for. You match with style and CLASS! I love you!

  3. Louise Says:

    You look fabulous! ps. I won our competition! Dinner in NYC calls!! ;o)

  4. Zina Says:

    my dearest liza i just read ALL your blog posts and LOVED every minute of it. you, your home, your dear sweet girls, your darling husband, every bit of it is lovely. it did make me quite homesick for the days when we would pal around in westchester, but so happy that your life is so wonderful! i do so hope our paths cross sometime this year, it’s high time i met those girls of yours and had a good long very belated catch up. xoxo

  5. Emily Russ Says:

    Love it. My “goober” philosophy is that if I can pass it off as getting on me (or them) after we’ve left the house it’s all good.