I told you they were gorgeous. Utterly and unbelievably beautiful people--the nicest people you'll ever meet, too! Maggie loves playing with Princess A, and I love that she has such wonderful friends.
But enough sweet talk-- I'm mad at Target. And I'm mad at my washing machine.
This anger is particularly painful because I love Target, but my washing machine is eating up all the shirts I've purchased from that addicting store. My shirts only hold up for one or two laundry days and then they're nibbled by some invisible creature inside the wash. So, dear Target, I'm breaking up with you and I'm heartbroken about it.