I think I could really just have a blog dedicated solely to Samara. That Girl...
Tonight, I was standing on the front porch talking to a lady and her daughter. The conversation lasted maybe 3 minutes. Samara was supposed to be upstairs getting ready to take her shower. She came to the front door butt-naked and of course, I wouldn't let her come out. Within a minute of that encounter, I was back inside ready for her shower. She was nowhere to be found. She wasn't upstairs or downstairs. Where could a little, naked girl go in the span of 1 minute?!?
The little stinker had unlocked the 2 back doors (the one to the mudroom and the door from the mudroom to outside). I saw her little head from the living room windows. I sprinted outside to snatch her up, extreme relief for finding her, mortified that she wasn't clothed. Oh, and to top it off, she had hit her lip on a toy and it had bled quite a bit so she had blood up and down her arm from rubbing her lip against it. So thankful that no one decided to drive by at that moment.
Which brings me to ask...what are we going to do with That Girl????
O my goodness! She stripped out of her dress twice at that BBQ this weekend!! lol Maybe stripping is in the Salzman genetics...o was that inappropriate? We can just keep this one anonymous :)
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