Yeah. It's SWEAT.
And not because she's worn herself out playing with dolls. Or ran upstairs to find her dress up clothes. Or even because of the Extreme Heat (100 degree temps) we've been experiencing this past week.
Nope. Not this girl. Or the other two for that matter...
Aww. What a sweet Let's-Love-on-Daddy-Moment, eh?
Uh, not so much. Don't be fooled by this freeze frame of time. They were not snuggling with their Daddy. Maybe when I add the bottom half of the picture, it'll be easier to see what's really happening...
Yep, there's Charis trying to bend back his foot. In dire attemtps to hurt him. Preferrably to the point where Daddy yells out, "Ow, Charis! That hurts!" And the other two? Well, they had just pounced seconds before I took the picture.
They were ALL attacking Daddy. Full force. Head-on. Plowing him over. Growling like wild animals. Running across the room and jumping on whatever body part was vunerable and uncovered. If I remember correctly, he had to stop once and remind someone not to bite him. :)
Poor, poor, manly Jet. Surrounded by "only girls." Girls who will willingly dote on him one minute and play WWF the next. What's a daddy to do?
