She looked so darn cute...

last Sunday in her GRAY (remember this post) dress and yellow cardigan, but it was like pulling teeth...

to get her to let me take a picture of her.  We had even done her hair that day!  Usually we are running so late that she pulls it into a pony tail.  And, she found the cream colored silk rose hair clip to put in her hair, and it actually seemed to go well with her outfit!   I begged and pleaded all the way home from church.

Finally she said, "Ok, if I can have some of those individual bags of chips in the basement."  I thought about it for a minute and said, "Wait, you can have one bag, but I'm a mom and I am supposed to take pictures of you.  Besides, we don't do school pictures, and I don't think I took any of you this year.  When you grow up, you will always want to remember what you looked like when you were ten."  She consented, but only by letting me see the back of her for about 5 minutes...thinking it was So funny.  When I finally got her to turn around, this is what happened...

Seriously, her brother had NINE baby teeth pulled the other week.  Yes, NINE!  (I guess they just didn't want to let him grow up!)  I'm not sure which was harder on me... his teeth getting pulled, or taking her picture!  :)