The Dusty, Dirty, Sticky Conleys
These days, keeping our babes clean is proving to be a great task. Between potty training, terrible twos, melting popsicles, dirt mounds, drought weather, outside play, no pool, and tile floors, we’re a mess. A cute mess. But a mess nonetheless.
Nearly every night before bed—even when they’ve taken a shower—by the time we’re ready to turn off the lights, the bottoms of their feet are black. So, scenes like this erupt.
The kids scream laugh and fight him off, while Daddy grabs ankles and scrubs nasty toes. It’s loud and funny and all sorts of cute, and this time, Molly apparently wanted to document all the action instead of participating. Ok little mama, I see you.
The kids scream laugh and fight him off, while Daddy grabs ankles and scrubs nasty toes. It’s loud and funny and all sorts of cute, and this time, Molly apparently wanted to document all the action instead of participating. Ok little mama, I see you.
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