Ever since Lily could talk I've told her that I won't let her leave my house looking like a hobo.
Needless to say my two oldest children now refer to themselves as hobos if they've left the house without a bath and a good hair brushing.
Case in point...
Addison told an actual hobo that she was a hobo while at the grocery store.
So to clear matters up just a smidge I present before and after photos of my 'baby hobos'.
Slept in, drooled on, food covered, nose slimed onsie.
Only slightly drooled on onsie.
Snotted on, fro'd out, food covered head.
Curls tamed (for 5 minutes), clean face, slightly snotted on shirt.
(If this is all I have to deal with I call it a 'kid win'!)
Hair done and clothed!
I shall enjoy the next 5 minutes of this non hobo moment.
Cause there's a child tornado headed this way.
I can feel it.