Miranda Goose on the Loose!: April 2008

Saturday, April 26, 2008

Adventures in Formalwear

by Miranda Kate

"I'm a hanger! I'm a hanger!"

(Miranda's a flower girl in Missy and Kevin's wedding in May)

"I sure hope the photographer takes better action shots than Mommy," says Miranda.

"Daddy just had to use his important voice with me," shares Goose.

This is why.

Daddy's face alone says, "Get up off that floor right now!"

Part of the negotiations...notice that I'm doing my "wiggly arm trick" to break free of his grasp.

"Where are my shoes?" wonders Miranda Fashionista.

I will not chew on my nails in the wedding pictures.

I wanted cake for breakfast. Mommy said no. Daddy said later.

I made our trip to Publix very easy...after Mommy picked up a package of cupcakes at the bakery. Before that moment, I was being very "two."

Starting slowly...little tastes of icing.

I managed to get a lot of those little tastes all over my chinny chin chin...and cheeks...and lips...and hands.

This is exactly how I thought this would taste...fabulous. Mmmmm.

I dress myself funny all by myself.

Mommy does not tell me to touch electrical outlets either.
"But why do you do these things?" she asks.

I am going to consult with some experts on this.

I think it is such a good idea to look it up that I cannot refrain from my best Renee Zellweger impersonation.

These folks should know the answers to Mommy's questions.

Let's start at the beginning.

Mmm hmmm. Ohhhhh. I see. Here's the answer:

"I am two, Mommy. That's why."