Face Painting

We loaded up to go swimming yesterday. I got Michael buckled while Isabelle danced around the garage, put her in and left to grab the swim bag. I went to put it in the back seat and opened the door to this...

What, you ask, is this? Apparently, there was a squished piece of blue chalk on the garage floor and that's what Isabelle was "dancing" in. It was still caked all over the bottom of her shoes, so she decided to make the most of it. It is also all over Michael, just harder to see in the picture. What made it funnier was the looks we got at the YMCA as we walk in with two smurffed children. Of course she had to add her sunglasses and cheese smacking. I love this nut!