Nana is in town. We are finishing up prep for the upcoming birthday bash.
So the next up activity was making MB’s bath salts.
We get MB at the bus stop.
We come home and it time to start working on the salts.
MB disappears to go to the rest room and change.
Out she appears in a tutu. Yep her shirt from school, I love soccer undies, and a bright orange tutu.
She climbs up on her stool and says “ok, Nana, I am ready”
Now I know that tutus are the fitting outfit for making bath salts. I was completely under-dressed.
Even better our lovely neighbor stopped by to say hi and asked MB if she had just home from dance. MB with a straight-faced said no she was making bath salts. A mother of a boy with a baby girl on the way she looked throughly perplexed. Just a matter of time till it makes sense to her too.
Bath salts and tutus. As perfect as peanut butter and chocolate.Read Full Post | Make a Comment ( None so far )