... You let your 4 year old dress herself:
Jennifer crocheted for me when Jer and I lived in the Arctic Tundra 5 year ago) (thanks, Jen! Still getting good use out of it!) and a blue hat.
This is what you get when your child stuffs her face full of spaghetti:
This is what you get when you write a post about how your littlest one is a holy, hateful terror to her big sister.
This is what you get when you avoid cleaning the house in lieu of taking pictures of your kids playing. Life just doesn't get any better than this.