Charlotte woke up an hour early this morning at 6 a.m. (Darn you, Daylight Savings Time!) She had soaked through her pajamas down to her sheets, so we tried to get her to rest in our bed.
That plan didn’t work out so well.
She ended up taking an earlier nap than usual that afternoon, so by five o’clock, she was painfully crabby. She was crying just to cry, and not even an offer for milk or Horseland cheered her up.
But then, Daddy offered Charlotte a carrot. This carrot.
And she was happy.
Finally, I couldn’t pass up the chance to turn this into a public service announcement.
Your welcome, Michelle Obama.
The Open Door 
OMG. She looks like her daddy here! Too funny! That is one heck of a carrot! LOl
Totally! I agree!
What a great start to my day! Reading this! 🙂
Thank you!
LOL! How cute…topless and all! And yes, I agree! Charlotte looks just like her daddy in these pics!
Topless, of course! And I agree!
That is some mighty carrot. I should have taken a picture with Madeline and her carrot last night, although it was a baby carrot. 🙂
You should get Madeline a giant carrot…the pictures are worth it!
Mutant carrots! Love you!
LOVE YOU!
That is hilarious! Those Iowa farms can grow some enormous carrots!
No kidding! It’s a little frightening if you ask me!