That's about what I had to say to Skyla before she dove into the oblivion that is her tent. Auntie Megan bought this for her, and she hasn't been able to use it until this week---because it's been at Nannie and Grandpa Nev's the whole time we've been in Scotland.
She sleeps in it, plays in it, lives in it, and well, I miss her. That blasted tent has eaten my poor little girl up. Just look at her. She doesn't like it one BIT.
She sleeps in it, plays in it, lives in it, and well, I miss her. That blasted tent has eaten my poor little girl up. Just look at her. She doesn't like it one BIT.
:) Auntie Megan is definately glad she likes it! Tell her and I miss and love her lots
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