Miss Congeniality

Kensley stood on top of the tree house and waved to all if the passersby saying, "Merry Christmas!" with her sweet little four year old hand wobbling back and forth.

All in a day's...

I said to Libby: ohhhhhh, your breath smells like you've been eating poop.
Kensley from the bathroom: I haven't.
Priceless!

{Sent with my iPhone}

Negligent mother! Alert pet services!

While I was in the tub, Kensley dressed herself as a princess and did Libby the same favor. This is just as bad as a mother "sleeping" while her soiled two year old plays in traffic. Well, not exactly. They were contained (Libby was probably restrained) and no one got hurt - said the blonde princess.

Santa letter

Lorean started this letter with Kensley. We helped her stretch out the words the way she heard them. She is able to read his letter because she wrote it the way she heard it. :)
If you don't read Kensley-bonics, it says: Dear Santa, Miss Claus how are you (this is a sight word at her school)? May I have (sight word, too) a trampoline please? A big one! -Kensley

Dear Santa

I can't help it... How could Santa NOT answer this request???