My Wildflower

Born To Be A Wildflower

A pillowcase turned sundress.

When my little wildflower came to visit

wearing only a diaper...

I seized the opportunity.

Wildflowers like tattoos.

So after rubbing this on she let me put the dress on her.

Bribery?

Of course not!

She ran outside to show mama.

I had visions of a curly-haired lass running

through a field of wildflowers.

Or...

stopping to sniff a bloom in

grandma's garden.

Stomping out of the garage...

looking like she was about

to complain about something

never entered my mind.

She knew I wanted that perfect picture.

Two-and-almost-a-half-year-olds

don't do perfect.

Not mine at least.

A Little Later...

she got to teasing her grandma.

She discovered how easy

it was to take off and put back on again.

She wanted to do it all by herself.

Almost there...

wait a minute...

what's that grandma's holding...

a camera?

I don't think so.

She decided to wear it as a hat.

With lots of satisfied-with-herself

giggles.

Very versatile...

the dress can also be worn as a skirt.

Top...

optional.

Kierstin's day was now complete.

She had managed to get a big laugh

out of everyone in the room.

Including Grandma!

I should have known...

being that I am one...

Wildflowers can be very unpredictable!