September 8, 2015
When I went to pick up Selah June today at Grammy’s house, she was dressed in a boy’s shirt with grey and navy stripes — some kind of cross between an old prison uniform and a sailor suit.
I kept calling her “old man” and “grandpa” just to make Mom laugh. SJ’s getting very messy with her food. It normally ends up smeared in her hair. Apparently, Grammy’s out of baby clothes, but she decided to give everybody a bath before Satie’s ballet lesson.
So Selah June got dressed up as Popeye.