Keeping it classy

We classed up the neighborhood all day today.

The little artists installed a super ritzy gallery. 

Most of us wore our jammies all day, but that didn't stop us from going outside. Where Dorothy played with a cap gun, a classy, classy act on so many levels. 

Then she came inside, took off her pants, and ate a hotdog.

This was dessert

Worst ingredient list ever

But it's not like we let the baby eat it

Oh, shit.