As most of you know, Monkey is the ladybug whisperer.Â So when we went to the town festival this weekend, she just had to get her face painted with a ladybug.
[singlepic id=1528 w=576 h=432 float=center]
[singlepic id=1529 w=576 h=432 float=center]
So much so, that we stood in line, bought tickets just for face painting, got it painted, and left.
The things we do for love.
As I was flipping through the pictures of her face paint, I found this one:
[singlepic id=1527 w=576 h=432 float=center]
What is with my kids and the look?!
They certainly don’t hide how they feel about things when it comes to their facial expressions.Â I wonder where they get that from …
Anywho, I started to clean up my roses and trim them a bit as Daddy tackled the weeds natural landscaping, and I found my poor roses are under attack!
So, Lady Whisperer, I NEED you!Â The roses NEED you!Â Call in your troops!Â The aphids are here, the aphids are here!
I promise I will never mock the rediculousness of your ladybug powers again!
At least not today.