my mom stopped in for a visit on saturday morning bearing gifts.
look! they're seriously as big as my head! okay, not exactly, but pretty damn close. and wow, were they good. there's nothing like fresh, flaky, buttery croissants to start the day off right.
the bean had a great time playing with her lola ("grandmother" in tagalog).
rockin' more of those new footie PJs, she posed and posed.
i dig this dress. and that cheesy ass grin.
bean, meet pocky. pocky is delicious.
"whaddaya mean, that was the last piece?!?"
"ah, hell. is the box just as good?"
i managed to unearth another box the next morning. yay for pocky!
the hub took one look and moaned.
"you're SO going to turn her into the snack princess, aren't you?"
oh to the yeah.