Okay, when and, did, they stop wearing headbands for dad daughter Indian Princess? Is it even called that anymore? Our day in Cary was a complete and total blast. We went through old boxes, found fun stuff (think 1 year old hot pants and fake white leather bullet belts), SKK vests, and last, but not least, it appears as if I have sprouted a cleavege?! What?! Do I need to stop eating zuchini bread. I say this, because, Bup is officially never gonna take on 2 loaves again. Puke city, for that creature.
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