I like feeling pretty.
And so does Ella.
Honestly, I have been dragging the last few days.
Just not wanting to be happy about my job.
I could list complaints about each of my kids and just about everyone else too.....accept you ;).....
I am not sure why this kind of thing happens to me. The same life, the same responsibilities, the same family, but I just wake up one day in a phase of bearly making it through....wierd.
I don't feel pretty.
I feel tired, sad, annoyed, I am yelling alot, I see the scowl lines between my eyebrows in the rear view mirror, I don't want to do anything I normally do.....why?
So with that in mind, you can look at these pictures of Ella and see my attempt at finding beauty though my wierd depressing haze. I know it's here somewhere, but my eyes and nerves can seem to see it!
I know that next week (or maybe, please, please, please tomorrow) I will be back to my normal deal of being grateful and fun and energetic and willing to work hard, but right now I can't seem to find my happy place.....
At least my daughter is cute.
But this super fun dress up session ended in tears and a penelty box. And Ella saying "no more naughty boice". :(