My kid is a goofball.
At the tree lot (ugh, how I hate having to go to a tree lot - vs. a farm or the woods - to get a Christmas tree), Michaela picked up a stray branch and proceeded to tell us it was her umbrella. She's a little obsessed with umbrellas lately.
So here she is holding her "umbrella" over her head.
And for the record, she couldn't have cared less about finding a Christmas tree.
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