I did have good intentions of taking a photo of something that had to do with cooking spices. I love me some cinnamon, dill, oregano, or lemon pepper (not necessarily together). But I won't lie to you. I am busy. Like, I-can-see-the-white-hairs-growing busy. My cup runneth over. And so, instead of searching for pictures, I need to search the pictures I have already taken.
Photos of the week:
After all, Sugar and Spice and Everything Nice...That is what Little Girls are Made of.
Oddly, this one is the spiciest of all.
Don't let that cute face and bear holding sweetness fool you. Pearl runs hot and cold. I think it must be the twos lurking around the corner, and possibly some fifth child syndrome throw in for good luck.
But my days would be empty without Robyn's smiles, Daisy's hugs, Ivory's giggles, June's wit, and Pearl's Loves. They truly are the spice of my life.