Year of the Ox
Sydney loves to dress up. We took advantage of Chinese New Year to see how she would look in a traditional Vietnamese "ao dai". Now that she has longer hair and grown a few more inches, she should fit into this outfit much better than last year.
We were heading downstairs to play while Tracie was setting up dinner. Although Sydney was liking her new look for the evening, she was getting restless. I managed to coax one last smile from the little princess.
Downstairs, Tracie appeased her with a carnation from the bouquet on the table. That lasted for about 10 minutes. She plopped down in front of the fireplace and stared at me as if to say: "Are we done yet?"
Happy Belated Chinese New Year, everyone. Hope the Year of the Ox brings you joy, luck, and bacon, lots of bacon. Lord knows we all can use an extra buck or two in this uncertain economy.
We were heading downstairs to play while Tracie was setting up dinner. Although Sydney was liking her new look for the evening, she was getting restless. I managed to coax one last smile from the little princess.
Downstairs, Tracie appeased her with a carnation from the bouquet on the table. That lasted for about 10 minutes. She plopped down in front of the fireplace and stared at me as if to say: "Are we done yet?"
Happy Belated Chinese New Year, everyone. Hope the Year of the Ox brings you joy, luck, and bacon, lots of bacon. Lord knows we all can use an extra buck or two in this uncertain economy.
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