Isabelle did not nap this afternoon, which meant that the only way to keep her happy this evening was to be outside. One pitcher of water and one water table later, we had a photo op on our hands... check out the one where she managed to get pine straw right up her little nostril!
(The fact that I just called it "pine straw" is a clear indication that I've lived in the south for too long!)

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Being a native southerner what else would you call pine straw?
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