
While at the Jazz festival, Ivan and Dominique got their faces painted. They were so excited! Dominique cried and cried that night when daddy said she had to have it washed off. I finally had to go tell her that if she didn't stop crying that she would never get her face painted again. It's a wonder what a little paint can do and how much joy (or heartache) it can create.




After we leave my parents, I may not have another chance to post until we are back in Texas. We are leaving the 7th for the 28 hour treck. Yikes!!!
3 comments:
Both have great faces either way. I guess you didn't get Emora done, huh?
I am missing them already.
Have a safe journey home. Looks like a bunch of fun.
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